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  • Of Trees and Roots and Names of Things

    When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…

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  • Entry for December 11, 2008

    Just a minute for an update before spaghetti and meatballs, and headin goff to teach at the guild. Holiday time at the Savinos is amazingly…

  • Firewood and meat

    I am working hard to come up with a rationale for winter that sounds more convincing than “it feels so good when it stops”.  I…

  • A day.

    Yesterday we raked, dragged and blew the leaves from the back yard to the curb, where the big orange city trucks will come by and…

  • ….aaaaand life suddenly gets weird.

    When nothing is happening in my life, I have time to sit here and tappity tap out details of daily triviata, small comforts, dear-diary. When…