Tag Archives: Stone Ridge NY

If a Poplar Falls in the Forest (Stillwater Diary)

It had been a dark and stormy night (and a bunch of Labradors were sitting around the fire…oops, I digress)–dramatic wind, fiercer gusts. And the next morning, from all visual indications, the sounds the poplar made as it crashed through … Continue reading

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Putting One Paw in Front of the Other

Slow, but steady, Leo turns 15 1/2 today. Happy birthday, dear Schmoo.

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Pinching the Mums (Stillwater Diary)

My wonderful, clever mother, Doris, grew up in a small, three-story apartment building, owned by her parents, on New Main Street in south Yonkers. My grandfather’s tailor shop (a child’s wonderland) occupied the ground floor. When my parents bought their … Continue reading

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Rough Water and Other Early Signs of Spring (Stillwater Diary)

The Esopus, full and fast from snow melt and days of rain, falls from the Spillway, makes a left at Brown’s Pond and speeds to the swimming hole, passing bare sycamores with their feet underwater. Early again this year, the false … Continue reading

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“Stella for Snow!”* (Stillwater Diary)

Nor’easter Stella (I remember when big winter storms were anonymous) covered Stone Ridge with nearly two feet of snow. Here, although shrinking, it remains mostly pristine, marked only by tracks made by deer, foxes and birds. With just a bit of a crunchy crust, it’s … Continue reading

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The Labrador in Winter Celebrates His Quinceañero

Leo, 15 today, is our big, beautiful, beloved odds defier (and “commands” defier–after he turned 14, we decided that come, stay, sit, etc., would be regarded merely as suggestions. This doesn’t apply to you, Ryder). He smells a little, not from dog breath or from rolling in … Continue reading

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2017

Two weeks ago we went to friends’ annual winter solstice party. One of the hosts was wearing a black t-shirt that proclaimed in big white letters: Fuck 2016. Exactly. And as I’ve written in more than one recent email, although I know that … Continue reading

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