by Carole Duff | Oct 8, 2018 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest |
Keith and I saw balloons attached to signs, pointing to a gravel driveway. We pulled next to vehicles already parked on the side lawn. Our carpenter had purchased the house several months ago, and now he was getting married. In the backyard, folding chairs and tables,...
by Carole Duff | Oct 1, 2018 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Sunshine returned to Vanaprastha on Friday morning, so I decided to feed the dogs outside. Unbeknownst to me, the past several days’ rain had created the perfect environment for mossy slime to grow on the north side of the deck, like moss growing on the north side of...
by Carole Duff | Sep 24, 2018 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Family |
I hear the sound of Freya panting and her toenails click-clicking toward my side of the bed. The clock reads 3:30 am. It’s pitch dark and drizzling outside. Freya’s gut is in distress again, but her meds haven’t kicked in yet. She doesn’t want to mess in the house....
by Carole Duff | Sep 17, 2018 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Nature |
I heard a bark outside the basement door—Heathcliff returning from his evening stroll. As our dog hobbled across the man cave floor, my husband Keith said, “Oh, Heathcliff, what have you done to yourself?” The hero of my recent Brevity blog post was a three-legged...
by Carole Duff | Sep 10, 2018 | Faith, Nature |
Between rain showers, I’m in the meadow, pulling weeds. Usually my quota is one large scrub-bucket then quit for the day. Now I carry wet, muddy armloads and dump piled-high buckets full into the surrounding woods. Our meadow has become home to some of the tallest...
by Carole Duff | Sep 3, 2018 | Family, Nature |
What’s on today’s menu? Barbecued ham, whipped potatoes, and veggies—a picnic on the dining deck later this afternoon. I remember neighborhood picnics on the 4th of July and Labor Day, the official opening and closing of summer in Connecticut. Very few braved a cold...
