Walking, resting and visiting at the Canfield Fair
With the scary hurricanes and scary tornadoes and scary severe thunderstorms swirling all around us, we keep waiting for the other shoe to drop,...
It’s about time, Mother Nature!
It's about time, Mother Nature! You must have finally been paying attention to all the hoopla about "Going Green" and decided to give it...
The history of the Arrel family
In August of 1976, Elizabeth Arrel Thompson and I strolled across her historic 200-year-old Arrel Farm on Arrel Road in Poland.As we walked, bluebirds...
Tell Mother Nature it’s summertime
In just a minute or two, the longest day of the year will dawn and summer will officially arrive.Someone had better tell Mother Nature,...
New technology not always easy
Long before November, the television’s remote or its mute button or both will self-destruct. With my help.
Witness the gag reflex for the explicit commercials...
Fox has lost its plume, not its pluck
Even above the 6 o'clock newscast I could hear an insistent voice - that of a chickadee calling over and over, and loudly, from the back porch.
The noise level around us keeps rising
All through the night, especially during those nights when sleep isn't quite sleep but a semi-consciousness, sirens wail. The emergency room of a huge...
Where is the predicted mild winter?
As Punxsutawney Phil, sensing that his winter's snooze is about to be interrupted, begins to twitch in his cozy man-made burrow, I implore you...
Childhood memories swirl in spring
Like a breaking floral wave, the locust blossoms frothed and foamed in the breeze, their inimitable fragrance beckoning bees whose humming was an audible...
Pastoral musings on a spinning theme
It very well could have been a dream. It is one of those rare bluebird days of late October with splintered sunshine and cobalt blue skies and colored leaves dancing in the wind.
