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Fall Quiet, Petrie

With the summer heat and the insects gone; with the geese getting ready to go, some already left; with the beaches closed and the picnickers packed up and gone home, the in between season is underway. Save for a few dedicated fishermen and fall walkers, the place is quiet, especially on rainy overcast days. ItContinue reading “Fall Quiet, Petrie”

Somewhere in the woods

When the snow flies, its nice to dream about warm summer greens and the hidden peace back in these woods. Mary Oliver writes in a relaxed, no nonsense, seemingly simple style. Yet in a few short lines she delivers a generous helping of truths. Her poem, “How I Go Into the Woods” is just suchContinue reading “Somewhere in the woods”