Nights like this always puzzle me
Leif is a doer of good leavened with a sly sense of humor
My mother tends her garden lovingly, putting as much effort into it as she does her two daughters
“The Fantasticks” had already opened at the Sullivan Street Theater in Manhattan, in May of 1960, when it came to Guild Hall in August
We spend so much time here complaining about traffic or prices or whatever that we sometimes forget about the outside world
Poseyville’s fishermen lived in small houses. Who cared? They had the sea and the bays and the creeks.
“a host of golden daffodils”
We are but prawns in a game ruled by big fish.
The summer of 1948 was different
Things on the beach have seemed different in the past couple of summers