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I Found Spring in Maine!
I’m visiting my mother over spring break, and you would think there would at least be a SIGN of spring SOMEWHERE – anywhere! But here’s what I’ve been getting: Dead grass in dead tree stump Hey! I'm dead! Yep... dead Dead Elm? Dead Stuff...
Spoils from a Chittenden Raid
My good friend Glenn Levinson came over the other day for something of an impromptu visit with our family (Uncle Glenn!), and I had just come back from a grass, flower, and other types of plants raid at Chittenden Park in Guilford. Now, I hadn’t seen Glenn in...
Super 9 Shakes Up Salmagundi Club’s 2016 Photography Exhibition
Times are getting fewer and fewer that all nine of us can be in the same place, so these moments are precious to me. My best friend and business partner, Irene Liebler, submitted some of her work to the Salmagundi Club’s 2016 Non-Members’ Photography &...
Garden Boys: Aaron (7) & Noah (5) Are a Raging Business Success
The moment I heard that my friends Aaron and Noah (ages seven and five) were running a flower business by selling arrangements in the park with flowers they grew in their own backyard, I was seized with a dire need to document the story. The cuteness factor was just...
Stalking a Dancer in the Montreal Metro
When Sal Khan Gets Really Excited About Triangles
In an effort to support Abigail in her quest to be able to take Calculus BC by the time she’s a senior (she’s taking Geometry and Algebra II this fall as a freshman under special dispensation from the guidance office… I love Tammy Lizotte!), I am...
Throwing Myself In Front of the Lawnmower
If a person is going to be excited about spring and the plants that come to life at that time, then it would seem natural to be happy about the obvious things in the Northeast like forsythia and crocuses. And then the cherry blossoms. I think I missed them. I...The Finest of Sportsmen
The best players check their ego at the door and get the job done. They are the finest of sportsmen. The job: Open Mic at Donahue’s. The mix-up: who was on lead guitar. The result: no guitar player. Many texts go out from Trot to Savino. “Where are...