For the first time in years, I won’t be gathering for a Thanksgiving dinner with friends or family, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have plenty to be grateful for. An early November trip to New York City to visit my almost 96-year-old mother—my first visit in over a year, thanks to the pandemic—reminded me of how much I love my adopted state.
Come join the party! All are welcome—just make sure you have your fishing license!
I first set out to write about Raina’s garden for the gardening column in the last issue of the paper. Fortuitously there was not enough space that time to include the piece and we needed to table it for a few weeks. And too, I needed time for my thoughts to marinate and the universe gave it to me.