Personal anecdote

I wished I hadn’t asked...

It was our first Fall in Maine...

It’s hard for me to believe that there was a phase of my life - once upon a time and long, long ago - when Nordic skiing was unknown to me, rather than the abiding passion it has become. But it’s true.

Try as I might, I cannot remember when or why my father and I began collecting stamps.

We are having a cold spell this week. According to the news, it is the coldest spell the area has seen in two winters, and people can’t stop talking about it. Mostly they complain, of course, though locals of a certain age couple their complaints with commentary about how much colder it used to be. Good or bad, people like to complain about the weather, which is fine with me. I just ignore them. 

What I find sad is how many people let weather interfere with living. I learned this early on after moving to Maine.