Hello, yellow! Boy, are we glad to see you.  Forsythias are blooming beautifully across the island giving us golden glory and sweet scents. Flowering...
Sometimes it is a subtle thing that brings you back to a certain time and place in your life. All week I have been finding myself thinking of the New...
“We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.” These wise words from Martin Luther King Jr. sound celestial, and describe my...
Dorothea Lynde Dix, 19th century crusader for the mentally ill, was also a champion for a special blossom. She observed, in flowery prose no less,...
It is not surprising to be ‘ova-whelmed’ this time of year. I am not just talking about the economic and social flowering that happens when spring...
Bulbs are one of nature’s bright ideas. How fascinating these early spring sprouts are, and even more fortuitous is that they will soon give rise to...
I’ve got “nutting” bad to say about hickory trees. In fact, the respect of others for hickories reached presidential proportions in years past. Both...
Good Grief. Charlie Brown and his human ilk don’t have a monopoly on grieving. While humans have developed elaborate rituals when a loved one dies,...
Spruce it up. That is what Islanders did when they planted spruce trees in their yards. Fairly common on the Island, spruce found its way here...

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