Monthly Archives: June 2013

The moon was a ghostly galleon!

Posted on June 28, 2013 by tinthia

Perhaps you recognize the haunting words from Alfred Noyes’ narrative poem, The Highwayman, a story of love, danger, and death. This poem came to mind last weekend as 2013’s largest moon was as ghostly as a pirate’s galleon, reflecting upon … Continue reading →

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Ode to Spring

Posted on June 19, 2013 by tinthia

The frenzy of building a nest, finding a mate, then laying the eggs,  is over for most of the birds on my river. Gone are the early morning choruses proclaiming territories. “Keep out!” “This tree is mine!” No more songs … Continue reading →

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Rain, rain …..

Posted on June 12, 2013 by tinthia

…. stop filling my river!! My beach is gone, under three feet of water and the river is slowing rising to the level of my retaining wall. Arghhhhh! The rock across the river, visible Sunday …  … is now gone. … Continue reading →

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Musketaquid wears many faces.

Posted on June 4, 2013 by tinthia

She wears the slow as molasses face on a hot, humid morning. She wears a face that sparkles like brilliant diamonds in the morning sunlight. She wears a face as old as the Nile. She has seen battles, poets, and … Continue reading →

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