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Dear Folks: November 22, 1997
Dear Folks, It’s early Saturday morning. Heavy snow is falling, sticking to the branches, outlining them beautifully, bending them dangerously. It’s the sort of day that takes down power lines. (Note to myself, typing on the computer: SAVE FREQUENTLY!)
Kerry is in the Springfield hospital, an hour’s drive away in normal weather. Yesterday she had a second operation, to rebreak and pin [...]
Dear Folks: October 26, 1997
Dear Folks, People here are saying there has NEVER been a fall as gorgeous as this one.
Right at peak leaf season, a balmy Indian summer set in, one bright day after another, for more than a week. Amazing. Anything can happen to the weather in New England in the fall, and usually does, in rapid succession, sun interrupted by generous dollops [...]
Dear Folks: September 21, 1997
August 28, 1997, Budapest, Hungary
Dear Folks, My last message to you was mailed out just yesterday, but I’d better get another one going, because this is going to be an eventful month! I’ll try to write as I go, otherwise I’ll never remember everything.
I’m in a student dorm room at the Budapest University of Economics. The sun and smog are pouring in [...]
Dear Folks: August 24,1997
Dear Folks, I think of May as the month of most stellar beauty around here. October is always a knockout, of course. I love the crystalline splendor of February. But I keep forgetting about August — high summer, when the cornucopia of the garden runs over — and really, that’s not fair. This is one of the most gorgeous months of [...]
Dear Folks: July 27,1997
Dear Folks, It’s early Sunday morning and foggy. Ominous. Morning fog in this valley is a sign of fall. When the air starts cooling but the land is still full of evapotranspirating greenery, we fog up every morning, unless it’s actively raining. If you go up in the mountains, you quickly rise out of the fog into brilliant sun — you [...]
