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Spring arrives around 12:15 today, March 20, 2018, and let me tell it’s about damn time. If I have to shovel my way out of another snowstorm I’ll scream. Continue reading
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Once again it’s time for my Poetry Corner, starring my hawk, although I can’t be sure it’s the same hawk. Continue reading →
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Spring arrives around 12:15 today, March 20, 2018, and let me tell it’s about damn time. If I have to shovel my way out of another snowstorm I’ll scream. Continue reading →
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I refuse to accept the truth. Therefore, I will live in a state of denial. Care to join me? It’s hard to believe summer is ending. How did Labor Day get here so quickly? Wasn’t it yesterday that I posted … Continue reading →
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A Summer’s Day Black bees on the clover-heads drowsily clinging, Where tall, feathered grasses and buttercups sway; And all through the fields a white sprinkle of daisies, Open-eyes at the setting of day. Oh the heaps of sweet roses, sweet … Continue reading →
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Never in a million years! It’s just that, as years go, 2016 wasn’t all that great. Sure, sure, I wrote and published a second book, which is now available on Amazon. (Shameless plug.) However, publishing my two books were pretty … Continue reading →
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… ‘Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.’ Today was an absolutely glorious last day of summer. The sun shone, the ducks quacked, the fish swam, and I… well I ate my weight … Continue reading →
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Before I begin this blog, allow me to address my two month absence from Concord River Lady. I’d love to write that Keanu Reeves whisked me away to a tropical island or that I won Mass Millions and I’ve been … Continue reading →
This story comes to you straight from the shore of the Concord River in Billerica, MA. There are no pictures since the author of the story (that would be me) was trapped under her porch and the cameras were in … Continue reading →
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Oh baby, we have ducklings! No, not Franny’s ducklings. I haven’t seen Franny in a long time. Not sure if she’s sitting on her nest or became lunch for the eagle. However, Clemant is here. He and a group of … Continue reading →