All Dear Folks letters are licensed under a Creative Commons License. DMI encourages you to share this content by following these easy steps.
Dear Folks: October 24, 1993
Dear Folks,
It’s a glorious Sunday morning. Everything was coated with frost when the sun came up, but the air is warming fast, and we’re predicted to reach the 60s this afternoon. The maples are bare, but the oaks are still glowing orange and red. John is out front with his chainsaw, attacking the last of our log-length wood. Yorinde is [...]
Dear Folks: September 26, 1993
Dear Folks,
I’m writing with a headache, a bad thing to do, because the world always looks impossible when I view it through a headache.
When I was younger I had terrible migraines once or twice a month. After endometrial cancer and a hysterectomy, they went away almost entirely. But I still get them occasionally — mostly when I give up caffeine, [...]
Dear Folks: August 22, 1993
Dear Folks,
The calm before the storm. I leave on Wednesday for Budapest and the Balaton meeting — always the high point and most exhausting week of my year — a week when I’m with 50 of my closest partners and best friends from around the world and it seems a shame to waste time sleeping — a 50-ring circus of [...]
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: June 20, 1993
Dear Folks,
Sunday morning, summer solstice. I can never believe the length of the day and the glory of the sun around here when the sun comes to its northernmost point of the year. Light already at 5 AM, light still at 9 PM. The sun swings so far around in the sky that it even shines on the grateful north [...]
