Dear Folks: July 26, 1993
Dear Folks,
This is going to be such a busy month, I’d better write a bit now, or I’ll forget what has happened so far in the rush of what is going to happen in Costa Rica.
We got in a beautiful cut of hay. It dried in one long, brilliant June day and was dark green and sweet-smelling and full of [...]
Dear Folks: November 23, 1992
Zierenberg, Germany
Dear Folks, It’s a Saturday morning and I’m sitting in the cozy study Hartmut and Rike (pronounced “Reeka”) Bossel have let me take over in their house. I’m looking out the window at sleet coming down on the bare branches of the apple and nut trees in the back yard. One mountain ash is laden with drooping clusters of red [...]
Dear Folks: December 22, 1991
Dear Folks, It’s 3:00 Sunday afternoon on the day of the solstice, the shortest day of the year. The house is quiet, momentarily. John and Brenna are away for a week at the homes of various relatives. Don is at work. He’s a house-painter and wall-paperer, and he has a rush job to be done by Christmas, so he’s working this [...]
Dear Folks: December 23, 1990
Dear Folks, It’s two days before Christmas, it’s fifty degrees, it’s drizzling, the grass is green, and I’m depressed. I know that one can’t really ask for “normal” weather in variable New England, but this is ridiculous.
A week ago I thought the greenhouse curse had finally been lifted from us. It snowed all Sunday, a luxuriant, beneficent snow of the sort [...]
Dear Folks: August 24, 1990
Dear Folks, Sylvia and Heather have written a new story. They have a whole series, repeated with further embellishments at every bedtime. One is about Caesar and Cleopatra and their goslings. Another is about Faith the sheep who thought she was a person. The latest is titled “EEEEEEEEEUUWWWW Zucchini!” That was an actual comment, made by one of Heather’s small friends [...]
