Reflections: Send in the clones
The other day someone said she had so much to do she wished she could be in two places at the same time. Another…
Reflections: From file folders to fuzzy slippers … a lifetime of lessons
It’s hard to stop thinking about something you loved for 30 years. For me that was teaching high school English, and so the end…
Reflections: ‘We love all this old-fashioned stuff’ … a day at the Historical Society
On Friday, June 9, the Hildreth Elementary School second-graders had a field trip to the Harvard Historical Society, as they have for the past…
Reflections: The more things change . . . A look back at the town report of 1921
Is it really true, the old adage that the more things change the more they remain the same? A look back at the Town…
Reflections: Get thee to bed
Well, it’s fall, and all good gardens are supposed to go to bed now, all clean, warm, and comfy and having had a bedtime…
Reflections: Please, give me an ‘OA’
Thank goodness for Courtney. I had just finished (why, I don’t know) one of the worst books I’ve ever read, and I was looking…
Reflections: Oh. Oh? Oh!
I just finished reading Elizabeth Strout’s “Oh William!” in which the protagonist is Lucy Barton, a fascinating character from Strout’s Olive Kitteridge books. I…
Reflections: Teleported to the Common
It’s the Friday before school is out for the summer. Two classes of second-graders sit in the shade of a tree on the Common.…
Reflections: Say yes to the dress
Every time I open my closet, it’s right there, hanging on the inside of the door. And I have the same debate. On the…
Reflections: Mary on my mind
“Mary’s got neuralgia again.” “The cows got into Mary’s flower bed.” “Mary’s dog Jock was deathly sick from rat poisoning.” “It’s so sad—Mary’s mama…
