Farming/Nature
Snow Angels
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During the winter when we were kids, our house always smelled of wet wool.
The Suffield Observer (https://thesuffieldobserver.com/author/abby-wolcott/page/4/)
During the winter when we were kids, our house always smelled of wet wool.
Since the launch of our Trees for Suffield Initiative last spring, I was introduced to the term “emerald necklace” as it pertains to trees.
On the west side of town down a meandering dirt road is a maple sugaring operation run since 2000 by two men.
More often than not when I am at Stony Brook Park, I hear the red- bellied woodpecker calling. He is a common woodpecker in these parts, but that was not always the case.
These are melancholy days on the trail. The reptiles and amphibians have hibernated.
My mom grew up not far from here, and her early days flew by as she raced around the brook and crumbling mill in the hollow where she was born.
Prince once said that music holds things together and that quote can be seen in action at West Suffield Congregational Church.
When you get to be my age a big topic of conversation seems to be sleep. No one is getting enough of it, everyone is seeking it out.