It’s the End of the World … Again
Last month, as my kids gathered at the dinner table using FaceTime to celebrate my youngest daughter’s 24th birthday.
Who You Gonna Call?
I was just reading a piece in the New York Times about how people have been fleeing the city in droves this past year to find freedom from the pandemic.
No Cause for Alarm
Out here on the Ninth Concession, burglars are at work every week among the “view” properties along the top of the hill to the west.
When the Spirit Moves
The chief purpose of a country property is to be looked after.
Trying to be More Like Dexter
True confessions from the 9th Concession
