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Clark Hollow Ramblings: Growing time

I trust you have had your belly full of morels by this time. I only went out a couple of times, but I did learn something new: my grandkids can eat them as fast as I take them out of the skillet. I…

Some things just warm the cockles of your heart and make you smile. And even though Richard Brady is not too sure just what the cockles of the heart are, such a thing happened at last Wednesday night's community Lenten services…

I have to tell you about a new friend I have. I mentioned a month or so ago that my firewood pile had suffered some sort of invasion by a bug that had gotten under the bark of the firewood and…

No matter how much I enjoy the writing of great authors and poets, I think if T. S. Eliot had to spend this particular February here in Flint Hill or nearby, he might change his mind about April being the…