Georgetown Boulevard in the fall is a contender for most gorgeous street in town, like Awixa in the spring. I was riding up Georgetown with my friend Cindy this week, and she was so much in the thrall of the maples that line the street that she missed our turn. That was on a rainy… Continue reading Light
Tag: Poetry
Poetry and Mud
Last Saturday afternoon, my husband and I went to hear Billy Collins, former poet laureate of the United States, in a nearby town. He gave a reading as part of the Chelsea District Library’s fourteenth Midwest Literary Walk. It was wonderful. We showed up early, and a few folks even earlier. Eventually, I believe,… Continue reading Poetry and Mud