Without fail, each time we spend more than a day in another place, I have the desire to move there.
When I first started this blog and was trying to figure out what I’d fill it with (still working on
I try not to spend too much time in the Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda neighborhood, but sometimes you end up there
I hadn’t stopped to think how big 12″x18″ would really be when I placed a printing order last week for two
Ranking up there with fried clams, frappes, bubblers, blinkers, and clickers, a sighting of a Bathtub Mary is very Massachusetts.
The Virgin Mary in her grotto, as seen in a side yard in Hudson, MA.
Sometimes when you live near history, you take it for granted. I was reminded of that during February vacation when I
by Karina Coombs A series of ceramic scrolls from Bedford artist Carol Rissman. Rissman makes each tile from white or red clay before imprinting or stamping them with natural found objects. Pieces are then fired and stained. Tiles are selected individually for each scroll and mounted on a wooden backing. (Photo by Karina Coombs) [Reprinted from the original Carlisle Mosquito article found here.] Gleason Library’s Art at the Gleason opened its first show of 2017 with “Affinity: puzzles, sculptures, and photography,” featuring the works of Carlisle residents Dale Joachim and Bill Claybrook and Bedford’s Carol Rissman. The show runs until March 25. The beauty of found objects Nature’s influence is apparent when looking at the ceramic works of local artist, Carol Rissman. Since retirement, as a broadcaster and news director for a local NPR station (in addition to writing and editing for a number of publications), Rissman has turned what had been a hobby into a full
I stayed up as long as I could this morning, but in the end I made myself go to sleep
I like my women like I like my pantsuits. Smart and serious. #wendywellesley
Back when we were dating, my husband and I first went to the Brimfield Antique and Collectibles show. We spent
Philadelphia Zoo, July 2015.
This is the second summer in our house and living near water has meant spring and summers with a yard full of nesting Eastern Paint turtles. We’ve yet to ever see anything hatch and I’m not sure if that’s because they are so small, move in the night, or are completely devoured by predators while still in the egg. With the number of empty eggs and holes on the back lawn, the latter is probably the most probable, but I’m sure at least a few make it.
I found this tiny toad–about the size of a nickel–resting in the folds of a camp chair, outside. It was relocated using a coffee mug and piece of paper.
We’ve been in our house for six months now. Watching the fog rise off the reservoir and cranberry bog is never a bad way to start the day.
A great thing about living next to Concord (Massachusetts) is nonchalantly getting to take out-of-town visitors – with literary inclinations
A December 26 photograph from the wharfs in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Merry belated Christmas.
After two plus years of renting in Massachusetts, we are soon to be homeowners of a 1930s New England farmhouse
This past weekend was the cranberry harvest at the Carlisle bog. A strange little berry, but it does make for
For someone who thinks she is fairly aware of trends – and is clearly wrong about this fact – I
Everyone around me seems to be celebrating the arrival of warm weather. But there is one sad creature that is
Today’s zoo trip was to the Stone Zoo in Stoneham. The facility is managed by the same organization as Franklin
With one of the kids sick and school vacation coming to a close we decided to go to the Franklin
I clearly heard up to 6 inches of snow predicted for today. We’re at 8 and counting. It sure is