In my mind, the mountains in this county always belong to the writers. There is a mountain at the upper end of Berkshire county called Mount Greylock, and that one is Melville’s. “…nothing less than Greylock, with all his hills about him, like Charlemagne among his peers“. From where he sat at his desk in…
the fruit bowl
This week, the girls and I were home together while Joey worked at camp. We walked to the river behind our house nearly every day, and alternate walks were to town for ice cream. It’s down hill to either destination, and then the choice is either to make the hike back up the hill with…
the fall festival circuit
It’s finally Fall festival time.I went to my first Fall festival 9 years ago. At least, that was the first fall festival that I remember. It seems that they should be part of my childhood memories growing up around here, but I’m not sure that I ever got to one before I was a grownup.Joey…
tortillaville
Okay, so some of you might be in cities all filled with food trucks and exciting Mexican Food, and really the only question for you is, “What fantastic fish taco will I eat today?” That’s not quite where we are. But last week, the family hopped in the car and drove to Hudson, and we…
olive oil and sherry pound cake
The children are rebelling. They say, “no more soup, mom!” and I say, “tough cookies.” Soup is what we’ve got, and after all that’s what I went to all the trouble for, freezing buckets and buckets of soup so that right now, when the book was almost done and all I was making was pudding…