Wednesday, May 1, 2024

Already morning sunlight is diffused and late afternoon shadows are longer sooner. At dusk, there is a spectacular show as the trees become the...

Mother Nature has already dismantled her art gallery and set the stage for her annual striptease. The performance is usually accompanied by wind music,...

Just at twilight, the doe and her fawn tiptoe up the back fence line, their ears alert to any move I might make as...

To think I am being held hostage by a half-ounce bird! Outside the kitchen window, the wisteria vine is headed for the roof, hulls from oil sunflower seeds are piling up, venturing to the trash can elicits a loud scolding, and even filling the bird bath is a challenge.

Last December I saved a column from the Boston Globe titled "Merry Retro Christmas" and saved it because I thought it said everything about nostalgia and memories.

I do not want to write this column. But I must.February has once again taken a beloved member of this family. Beginning in 1965,...

(Editor's note: Generally, Janie Jenkins' column runs every other week and this would be her 'off week.

With the holidays lurking just around the corner -- who needs to be reminded? All the stores, commercials, etc. have been reminding us since the Fourth of July.

There is a sweet 1834 painting by Edward Hicks titled The Peaceable Kingdom showing animals of every description relaxing together, and I have a...

Now the foaming white froth of the perfumed locust blossoms has been spent and honeysuckle has taken over the scent waves. The erratic spring...