Tag Archives: Travvy
How to Make Popcorn
Sometimes one just has to have popcorn for supper — or breakfast or lunch, but for me it’s always supper. Last night was the night, so here’s how I make popcorn. My method does not involve prepackaged popcorn or the … Continue reading
Laundry Doesn’t Lie
Seems everyone’s mumbling and grumbling and wondering “Where’s spring?” as if chilly weather in mid-May were unusual, alarming even. Every year in early May I’m convinced I missed the shadbush blooming, ghost flowers floating in woods where the oaks are … Continue reading
Cows Uncowed
Most mornings Travvy and I walk around part of the big field at Misty Meadows. Owned by the Sheriff’s Meadow Foundation, a conservation group, it’s leased to two Chilmark farms, Mermaid and North Tabor. From time to time, thanks to … Continue reading
Ambushed
Most mornings Travvy and I head out in the general direction of Old County Road and the bike path beyond it. We have three basic routes, all circular and all taking about an hour’s brisk walk to complete. Sometimes, though, … Continue reading
V is for Violence #AtoZChallenge
I walk any- and everywhere at all times of day and night with nary a fear of being mugged, raped, or murdered. When something rustles in the woods, I know it’s a squirrel or a rabbit or a skunk. Come … Continue reading
H is for Housing #AtoZChallenge
Around 1983, when I was still living in D.C., I read a story in (IIRC) the Washington Post‘s Sunday magazine about the housing situation on Cape Cod. Landlords wanted to get top dollar during “the season” (usually June through September), so … Continue reading
D is for Dogs #AtoZChallenge
I grew up with dogs (and cats, and a couple of horses), but as a grownup I never had one of my own, mainly because I was afraid I didn’t know enough to take care of one. I had the … Continue reading
A is for Aquinnah #AtoZChallenge
A is the beginning but Aquinnah is the end, the equivalent of Land’s End on Martha’s Vineyard, as far as you can go before you fall into the ocean. Of course much depends on where you live and where you’re … Continue reading
Seasonal Switcheroo
Earlier this week I was wearing a T-shirt. I wasn’t wearing shorts although my shorts were still in the shorts drawer, which is the drawer directly under the one with the tank tops and sleeveless Ts. Daylight Saving Time ended … Continue reading
Late October on the Line
My #1 technique for surviving reasonably sane in these bizarre, bewildering, and outrageous times is to relish as much as possible the small satisfactions of daily life, like walking with my dog, working on my novel, baking bread (and occasionally … Continue reading
