Mary muses over a magical portion of her pond
Birds and birds’ nests in winter
By Jack McShane
The other day I was notified by my wife that our dear snowplower had called to complain that the conifers planted alongside our driveway were interfering with his truck as it plowed along, and requested that they be pruned up.
By Maria A. Ditchek It isn’t every day that one retires. It takes years to arrive at that conclusion. Some of us work all of our lives for that moment others -such as myself- arrive at it sooner than planned, and with some trepidation. Many years ago, and purely by accident, my husband Jeff visited