The wonders of life. A new baby born at this moment might live for 100 years, or the poor thing may never take that first breath. Any...

The grass has finally reclaimed it. Just part of the field now, one can barely envision the huge vegetable garden that flourished here....

She opens the kitchen door slowly, and catches the storm door with her hip, so it won't slam behind her. It's never shut right, it needs...

I took this photo because I want to share a story about my sweet Mother's wedding ring. This simple gold band has been on her finger for...

This is where she sits, out on the back porch. My sweet mother, now in her eighth decade. She wouldn’t allow a photograph, she never...

We've just enjoyed a beautiful Maine vacation season, and before it fades to memory, I'd like to share a story, from another beautiful...

Once again, I'm a contender in the boo-boo of the week contest. A couple nice burns, a few days old, have stirred up some old memories....

I saw this farmer, today, getting it done, and I've been thinking about him, all day, in between dead appliances. Not this actual farmer,...

!WARNING!: Mild swears and scatological references! This old farm is one of the things that I love about Buxton. I got my first job here...