Forever Autumn
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me, Like a leaf on the breeze you blew away. Through Autumn’s golden gown we used to kick our way;…
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Rest in Its Season
Let your rest be perfect in its season, like the rest of waters that are still. — Philip Gilbert Hamilton This season, the summer’s end, shows us how to rest.…
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The Summer Wind
The summer wind, came blowin’ in, from across the sea It lingered there, so warm and fair, to walk with me All summer long, we sang a song, and strolled…
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The Little Stool
The tiny wooden stools in the Plimoth Plantation houses hold such charm. They aren’t perfect or symmetrical. Pegs stick up, splinters stick out. The bench on the front porch doesn’t…
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With Love, to Boston
Boston. Our hearts ache for you this week. For your people, for those gone too soon, for those hurt, for those struggling. But this is what I know about you,…
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A Place of Light
You will find something surprising on the Freedom Trail in Boston. Along this walk of historical buildings that date from the American Revolution is a memorial built only a few…
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Rail Trail Journey
On a recent autumn trip, we enjoyed a bike ride on the Cape Cod Rail Trail. Before the railroad arrived in Cape Cod, the area was an isolated, narrow strip…
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The Lighthouse
“We are told to let our light shine, and if it does, we won’t need to tell anybody it does. Lighthouses don’t fire cannons to call attention to their shining.…
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Numbering Our Days
The changing colors of the leaves signal fall and decorate the landscape and make us catch our breath at the beauty. Fall reminds us to step back and look at…
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Safety-Pinned People
Have you ever found a picture of love where you least expect it? The weekend market in the town of Sandwich on Cape Cod offered one-of-a-kind treasures of dubious value.…