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Lotta Locomotion
Lotta locomotion, that’s what I need, If I’m ever gonna take the lead. It’s lyric from the Lloyd Webber musical, Starlight Express. Steam power vs. coal and electric. Singing trains. Anyhow. In this case, the lyric is apt. I thought of Granny … Continue reading
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Express Train to Wonkyville
Hey, friends! I hope you’ll pardon the incoherence of this post, if indeed it needs pardoned. You see, I started my Chantix prescription this morning. I need to quit smoking – for good this time. The stuff has totally got … Continue reading
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You’ve Been Orchestrated
Funny story. On Sunday, it was Bartok Day at church. (As in Bela Bartok, crack American composer, and sometime Summer resident of Saranac Lake.) Most Sundays, I sit down at Bela Bartok’s piano (!) and play the service all by my … Continue reading
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Moving on to Adirondack Pleasures
The old house is now just a rocky hole in the ground, the rock wall along the road is built, the water line is heat-taped and buried,the last dumpster in gone, and I have a quote for a load of … Continue reading
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Dear Diary
Busy day here, and that’s an opportunity. I thought it might be fun to present the day’s news in a slightly different format. Today I’m totally “Dear Diarying.” Only you’re the diary. And I’m hoping that it might be vaguely … Continue reading
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Beholding the Cozy
Sometimes, one is so wrapped up in what one is wrapped up in, he or she forgets to look around and appreciate what he or she has. I think we can all agree on that. I like to think that … Continue reading
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Back in Action
And, here I am, friends. I’m totally back into the swing of my little Adirondack charms-of-the-country world. That’s how it feels this morning anyway – the first snow outside is gorgeous, I tromped over through the blanketed evergreens to visit … Continue reading
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Git ‘er Done
Never mind being a dilettante homesteader … hell, we’re doing well just keeping ourselves alive. Folks, if the chickens get let out at a reasonable hour and the dog doesn’t have to cross his legs, it’s a good day around … Continue reading
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Ironing in the Shower
Well, friends. It’s ironing day. By ironing, I mean removing the iron from my shower walls. We have a friend coming in today, and my rust stains needed some attention anyway. No time like the present. Welcome to the Wonderful … Continue reading
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