Sharpie

At some point (probably while washing breakfast dishes) Arlene called from the kitchen, “The hawk is here! It just buzzed the bird feeder!” We had seen a small hawk last weekend, under the trees across the driveway, eating something it had just caught. This time, it was on the snow beyond the apple trees. Arlene …

Maple Saturday

Usually Maine Maple Sunday is the third Sunday in March. This year that’s Easter, so a lot of sugaring operations had their open house yesterday. We went to a pancake breakfast at the Crescent Lake Community Center in Webbs Mills. My pancake was cooked really nicely — just done, not overdone — but there were …

TMI

Really, you might want to skip this post. I’m just recording it for my own information. Most of last week I had a major PITA. I don’t mean an annoyance, I mean a visit to the HMO and being sent downstairs to the surgeon. That was Thursday. Two percocets and lots of hot baths later, …