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They are very hard to evict at this point.

Everything is bright green at the farm right now. If you can zoom in, you will see our corkscrew willows at either end of the picture, an unwanted Canada goose at left, our tiny flowering cherry behind the pond, and the shimmering bog beyond.

We are sad to return to New York today after three weeks at the farm. Springtime is all around, well represented by this young cherry tree blooming by the pond. Daffodils are blooming everywhere, and so is our star magnolia (which we refer to as the cameo magnolia because it is very small).

Still, signs of spring abound, including this unusual assortment of ducks (two Mallard males and a female; one Ring-necked Duck). The snowdrops were up, as were a few crocuses. The Canada Geese are returning. And Jen gave Sarah a spring haircut.

Even with two feet of snow forecast in New York, Brearley declared a day of remote learning rather than a proper snow day. Still, Sarah seemed to have a pretty light schedule. She received what are known as “asynchronous” assignments, such as go outside and play with your dog.

Rhinebeck sunsets have been killing it lately. We had this one just before returning to New York Sunday afternoon.

I was wandering around the North Woods in Central Park late Saturday morning when I heard a rising cheer from every direction. I knew at once the election had been called for Joe Biden. That’s a nice thing about living in New York: you can find out if, say, the Yankees have won the pennant […]

So far we have had spectacular weather for Labor Day weekend. On Friday we had a visit from Ivan and Elizabeth Saperstein, who brought fried chicken. We contributed a salad from our overflowing supply of tomatoes and cucumbers. Today, Daisy grazed near the hammock where I spent part of the afternoon, resting after a morning […]

This evening we had dramatic skies, and reflections, after a Sunday thunderstorm. Sarah and Jen spent much of the day in Kingston, gathering supplies for Sarah’s new mask-making business, while I battled various invasive vines in the woods and Daisy slept on the front stoop.

It is unquestionably fully summertime, with temperatures in the nineties, full-scale jam operations underway, and lazy afternoons in the pond.