Hurricane Bob is etched in my memory.
The star of the season once again is Ailsa Craig.
Summer is my least favorite season.
There is a very nice mimosa in bloom at the mailbox area at the head of Snake Hollow.
Every so often a man walks along State Road with a cow.
Think about the wonder of a single seed and the life potential.
I’m good at about 60°. The past week’s heat and high humidity have made me a bit sour.
The peas are coming in.
The Island is just beautiful this week. The trees have all leafed out and some of my favorites are in full bloom.
A week ago Saturday we had significant rain.
Last column I smugly mentioned that we were finally done with freezing and it was safe to start setting out the tenders.
We are right in the middle of high spring. All the plants and trees are looking their very best.

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