We toasted a wonderful year by raising glasses of wine made from Concord grapes (Concord, NH). On one table was a mountain of peeled potatoes (Montpelier, VT). For dessert we had Boston creme pie (Boston, MA). We said a prayer of thanksgiving for Divine Providence (Providence, RI). ...
Gerhard Mueller,followed by his sons and nephews,stood in the doorway,nonplussed. Mrs. Bug,undeterred either by the fact that he towered over her by more than a foot,or that he spoke no English,screwed up her face and poked fiercely at his boots with her broom. I waved welcomingly...
and die, turn to dust. The falling leaf is an ancient trope for decline and fall, and we mortals tend to take it personally. “I have lived long enough,” lamented Shakespeare’s Macbeth: … my way of life Is fall’n into the sere, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany ...
“He was urging that I give myself to Joy,” Lane says. “To embrace what he called felicity despite a world of endlessly unmet needs.” His mind stubbornly resisted the call, but his body could not. He found himself pulling off shoes and clothes. But in his haste, he failed to noti...
In the doorway for the Mooney 20J The Cap 10 is more like driving a Porsche compared to most Civil Aviation airplanes, As it responds with just the slight movement of the stick. I think we tend to get overwhelmed by the big goal. It’s about breaking your goal down into bight size da...