What did the turkey say to the farmer? Why isn’t there anything on my calendar after November? Welcome to Thanksgiving – the 2025 edition! “Is that your pop-up timer or are you just happy to see me?” Below are links and suggestions to assist you with helping others during this holiday season: https://www.feedingamerica.org/find-your-local-foodbank https://lustgarten.org https://www.heart.org […]
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In Latin, “octo” means eight – October’s place in the Roman calendar when March was the first month. It is now the 10th month in the Gregorian calendar. In Old England, October was called Winmonath, or “wine month,” for the season’s wine production, according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac. It was also known as Winterfylleth,
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“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” The heat of summer is finally gone and the wind is cool. It’s not too hot and it’s not too cold. My favorite fall days are when the sun is shining and there is a crisp breeze. Fall nights are perfect for curling up
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bird-watched; bird-watching; bird-watches (intransitive verb), is the observation of live birds in their natural habitat, a popular pastime and scientific sport that developed almost entirely in the 20th century. In the 19th century, almost all students of birds used guns and could identify an unfamiliar species only when its corpse was in their hands. Modern
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Another one in the books! This past weekend The Pear Tree Project attended the Mystic Outdoor Art Festival. The Mystic Outdoor Art Festival was launched sixty-eight years ago when local business owners and art lovers proposed that downtown Mystic pattern a fair after the famous Washington Square Festival, in New York. And so they did.
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And every time I’ve held a rose It seems I only felt the thorns And so it goes, and so it goes And so will you soon I suppose When someone departs this life, the first question is, “How old were they?” The answer, if they were older than 80 is always the same, “Oh,
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She Said ~ Today, I drove down a street, the name I do not know. On the corner stood an empty house in need of talking; I volunteered to tell its story. There is no denying, the things we carry and the things we leave behind live on, take new form, and find new purpose.
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Somewhere at the end of New Jersey but before the Pennsylvania rain, my song began to soar, once again. Watching razor-thin drops gently pierce the mighty Delaware River, adventure was afoot, and the teardrops from above were cleansing. The Pear Tree Project’s ‘On the Road’ took me to Lambertville, NJ, and New Hope, PA, this
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Indeed, winter is a fickle companion. Its cold touch creeps and settles into weary bones. It crawls, hovers and lingers in every nook and crevice. As much as we prepare, there is little we can do to escape it. The intrusive nature of this force is beyond our capabilities and so we learn to live
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She Said (Relations) ~ Stripped down to the studs, bare bones, the cold hard truth stares back at me and for the very first time I don’t want to look away. This time, I much prefer to take the introspective route and dive deep into the dark murky waters of truth. For I have stood
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