Days just don’t get much better than these. Brilliant blue skies, crisp sixty-five degree breezes, early fall flowers and crystal clear ponds and fountains to drag your hands and toes in…unbelievable. Every year I say the same thing when it finally comes – fall is the gift you get for riding out the summer around…
(story)time: Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson
I have very early memories of both reading, and watching, Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson. The concept that a story can quite literally pour out of the end of a child’s drawing tool is fascinating to me – but I’m even more drawn to the “errors” in Harold’s drawing that cause the…
around town
Isaac moved on, leaving behind something we haven’t seen around these parts in ages – mud. It also left us sweltering in the steamy sauna we locals like to call September. Good for those bikers who pushed themselves through the air that felt like a giant washcloth. We broke a sweat just sitting there shaking a…