A garage is a wonderful thing to have, especially in New England. The reason seems obvious: it snows a lot here, and without a garage you have to dig your car out regularly. An attached garage is even better; whether … Continue reading →
In New England, the fact that the calendar-based beginnings and endings of the seasons rarely seem to line up with the actual changes in the weather is often cause for snickering. Fall begins before the leaves turn. And spring? Don’t … Continue reading →
Want to photograph snowflakes? The approach of winter makes it seem an attractive proposition. If so—and if you can follow these incredibly complex instructions—no doubt you’ll be rewarded with some wonderful photos. And if you can, no doubt you are … Continue reading →
Posting will be delayed today due to widespread ice-generated power outages all over New England, including my home. It’s spotty though—I’m at a nearby friend’s house right now, and it’s a little oasis of power. I probably will do some … Continue reading →
This fall I’ve been engaging in the popular annual New England sport of thermostat avoidance. The idea is to see who can be last to turn on the central heating in house or apartment. Last one to do so wins. … Continue reading →
It’s towards the end of fall in New England. There are still a few trees at brilliant “peak,” but most have either lost their leaves or turned more rusty colors, the subdued but still-lovely and dappled hues of late fall. … Continue reading →
…and as always, it’s beautiful. Here are some berries on a tree I passed the other day:
Continue reading →Used to be people stayed put and didn’t venture onto mountains unless they were an especially hardy breed of adventurer—or goatherders or sherpas or Heidi. But somewhere during the 80s and 90s, perhaps due in part to the growing popularity … Continue reading →
Old snowmen never die, they just melt away. …do not ask me in the whole week Where they are—neither in this whole year, Lest I bring you back to this refrain: Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
Continue reading →Yesiree, that’s their motto in Brattleboro: “Where it can ALL happen.” I’m not exactly sure what the ALL is about, although the slogan is vaguely reminiscent of Barack Obama’s. But one thing that has indeed happened is that Vermont is … Continue reading →
I’m not sure whether anyone else would read this article and think, “That’s the difference between New Hampshire and Maine.” But I did. You may have already heard this fish story about the ones that got away—and were returned. It … Continue reading →
We’re having one of those wretched winter storms in the far northeast, giving those of you who are not living here the opportunity to crow and tell me how much nicer it is where you are. Be my guest. I … Continue reading →