November 2015 Editor’s Letter

How blessed are we to live in a community of picturesque neighborhoods with homes and lawns and gardens that are well-maintained? Where people take pride in their homes? I find so much joy in living in a town where there are great parks and public spaces with fountains or public art and even parks for our dogs.

Happy fall, all!

It’s the MOST wonderful time of the year… in my humble opinion. I love it when I get to pull out the sweatshirts and sweaters that have been ignored during the months that are our humid summers. My perfect fall day is when the temperatures are crisp enough to allow me to wear my favorite jeans, but not so cool…

Let’s hear it for the furry friends!

We never tire of creating a pet themed issue for our readers, and our hopes are that you don’t tire of reading them every year. At the Harrison house, we are third generation cat people. We usually have two dear fur balls living under our roof. Current felines are Boots and Jinx. But for a couple of crazy years there…

Home grown goodness.

When we hear the words “home grown,” some of us think of bountiful gardens and neighbors with green thumbs who share sacks full of zucchini or tomatoes every summer. Others might think about the farm-to-table movement that has swept the nation over the past few years as chefs work to locally source as much of the food on their menus…

Have some summer fun!

Those who know me well know that I was a middle school teacher for the first 15 years of my post-college life. Before that I’d spent many amazing summers working at a camp in the North Woods of Minnesota. When I first arrived at this 75-year-old camp on the shores of Lake Pokegama in the summer of 1986 it was…

Maximum respect

Even though it may not be cool to admit this, I do confess I was a girlie-girl growing up. Loved all things pretty and pink. Could not catch a ball to save my life. Wore dresses exclusively until 3rd grade. I liked boys but I did not understand them.

Wedding memories

As I sit around living rooms and kitchen tables with friends who have children of marrying age, I’m learning that there are two kinds of weddings. There are the ones that meet the wants and desires of the parents who are footing the bill and then there are the kinds of weddings where the bride and groom make all of…

I inherited her hands, but not her green thumbs

My mother was a passionate and talented gardener. And while I see quite clearly every time I look down at my hands that I inherited her long fingers, her deep nail beds and her strong nails, I most certainly did not inherit her green thumbs.