Suffield Observations

It was a Friday afternoon, and I was headed to the Kent Memorial Library. It was a beautiful spring day, the kind that invites everyone to take in our bucolic town.

Suffield Observations

I have a friend who is a bona fide holy roller – the kind of guy who will text you passages from the Bible, proudly keep the commandments, and never, ever miss church.

Suffield Observations

Towards the edge of our yard is a stream surrounded by brush and trees that cuts us off from a tiny strip of our property and access to a farm road.

Suffield Observations

Eighteen years ago, as a newcomer to the town and Suffield on the Green, I was walking that slow stroll through the makeshift lanes, taking in the sights and sounds of the annual September festival.