The Sage of Wemple Road
His family, from colonial days. His life, near a century of time. How to encompass such with ephemeral words on fragile paper.
Continue reading →His family, from colonial days. His life, near a century of time. How to encompass such with ephemeral words on fragile paper.
Continue reading →The autumn leaves are changing From green, to orange and gold; The butternuts are falling; Summer is growing old.
Continue reading →Richard J. Thayer – May 26, 2006 “In the rustling grass I hear Him pass – He speaks to me everywhere.” These familiar and oft sung words remind us of a world “out there” that is far removed from the … Continue reading →
To be in silent meditation can be a healing experience, and even more so as I visualized being alone in the forest, with only the sounds – and silence – of nature. My thoughts went back to my childhood days … Continue reading →
I take this opportunity to come out of the “woods work” and express my sincere appreciation for the recognition given Margaret and me for our past years of work in promoting and caring for our church forest. At last I … Continue reading →
ALWAYS BE HONEST DO NOTHING THAT WOULD DISGRACE YOUR PARENTS OR FAMILY
Continue reading →At one time or another, I believe we have all had a time of “if only” or “what ifs” – incidents that have directed our lives in an entirely different direction, or road if you will – a crossroad that … Continue reading →
It was called School #2 – the typical box-like building with white clapboard siding, Vermont slate roof, an open front woodshed, and pit toilets all in one structure. This was located about a mile from any home, thus giving every … Continue reading →