purchase Lyrica from canada Walking through the field scrounging up the last blueberries of the season I was arrested – metaphorically – by some glowing pink orbs in the field, which looked like some weird Martian flower which had landed here to colonize Earth. They were clearly thistles, but the flowers were three inches across instead of an inch […]
Category Archives: Life in the Catskills
Native Thistle.
16-Aug-11Growing Caterpillars.
02-Aug-11Park Forest Two years ago I gathered seeds from a butterfly-weed, Asclepias tuberosa, a plant in the milkweed genus, though generally not called a milkweed because it lacks white sap. I have found the seedlings slow growing – this is their second year and they still have not flowered – but today I found the harvest was […]
The Story of Temple Drake.
31-Jul-11Since my return from West Virginia, where I enjoyed the comforts of modern life, the physical challenges of my cabin life I have felt more as a burden than a pleasure. Summer is no time for physical labor or being overly responsible. Just yesterday I brought in groceries – bread and milk and ice – […]
Back Home.
19-Jul-11I left the Rusticatio Virginiana yesterday afternoon, after several days discussing the future and mission of SALVI, an organization dedicated to living Latin; and after dinner on the road and a long conversation with a friend, I found myself just outside of Liberty, New York, around 1 a.m. My eyes were closing involuntarily, and I […]
The Sound of a Bear.
04-Jul-11It rained most of the day yesterday, and a guest and I came out of the cabin as the skies cleared in the early evening. As we were working putting down a bark-mulch in the garden, we heard a large animal moving through the forest – the snapping of a twig, and the swishing of […]
Death Held at Bay.
16-Jun-11Driving home from work the other day, I came up over the hill and down into the happy valley of the Neversink, a sight I always love. I found myself staring as I drove at the green fields zipping past. The Mr. Mister song “Broken Wings” came on the radio, with its simple atmospheric bass […]
Gardening Anguish.
09-Jun-11Over Memorial Day weekend – which was dry – I got a good deal of my garden planted; and since that time we have not had a single drop of rain. I’ve been planning to put in a good cistern system this year, but May was both very busy and exceptionally rainy, and it got […]
Swimming in the Creek.
08-Jun-11There’s a swimming hole on my way home from work, so I can stop off and go for a swim before dinner. Yesterday as I was disrobing to get in who swam by me but a beaver, moving slowly but steadily upstream. He didn’t seem to mind my presence until I got in the water, […]
June.
08-Jun-11How I adore these long days. No need to put the generator on; when it gets dark I go to sleep. Before I turn in I like to sit on the porch in the darkness and watch; the only lights are the stars in the sky and the occasional adventurous firefly, streaking through the woods […]
I am Starting to Hate This.
06-Jul-11There are a great number of things I love about the Catskills – a friend was just enthusing to me that she could see the constellation Delphinus from my cabin, and I know that you cannot see Delphinus from everywhere in this wasteful age. I love listening to the animals at night and the storms […]