Author Archives: magn8717

It was a tough growing season for tomatoes. At the start, I could not have imagined the impact of having ground hogs (a.k.a. wood chucks) decimating the plants in my and the neighbors gardens. Basically, the first several crops of … Continue reading →

The sky is clear this first Autumn evening. The wind is cool and there’s an exhilarating  hint of burning wood in the air. It’s a beautiful warm starry night. The temperature feels like summer and I’m barefoot in shorts and … Continue reading →

The first few weeks of August I usually get a terrible night’s sleep. And that’s because I”m expecting the annual Perseid meteor shower. Meteor showers are best observed after midnight of course. But this night, my wife’s screaming and a … Continue reading →

My wife’s nephew recently traveled to Guam to work on a project for the U.S. Navy. We decided to add some extra fun to our morning routine by asking Alexa for the Guam weather report each day. Checking daily for … Continue reading →

Everything was going tolerably well with the tomato garden this year. Until, the Woodchuck turned up. Over the years in our suburban  backyard, we’ve had squirrels, rabbits, raccoons, opossums, chipmunks and skunks. Since the pandemic, there has been a ridiculous … Continue reading →

Things can change quite a bit in a year, especially with tomatoes. The excessive rain and resulting poor harvests the past years two, made me put less plants in the ground this season. Instead of my usual twelve, I am … Continue reading →

These past few months, I have been battling blog-block.   Though there’s always something to write about, I just haven’t been able to  find the time to sit down and actually write. This thought came to me the other morning … Continue reading →

Memorial Day weekend is drawing to a close. And before the threatening dark clouds give way to a down-burst, I planted my last three tomato plants.  This year I am rolling with eight plants instead of ten.  I’ve mixed in … Continue reading →

Hey! I won honorable mention again in the Friends of the West Roxbury Library poetry contest! I’m happy.  The theme was “wonder” and I spied a bust of Shakespeare that inspired the poem. (see bottom of page)   One Hundred … Continue reading →

My parents grew up in the Depression. Creature comforts were scare and probably never more so than during the Christmas season. And that’s why it was a big deal in the 1930s when my Mom and Dad would get a … Continue reading →