Dear Felicia

The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. Sweetie, I dunno what it is about this time of year, but Cobina gits a bit nostalgic, and like the “September Song,” and “September in the Rain” were weaving through my … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

“The leaves of brown came tumbling down, remember – in September – in the rain!” That old song came to mind since our last missive cuz of the monster Nor’easter we got last week. September went out with a bang and drenching. The storm was … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

With the morning air getting jest a bit nippy, yew can tell that fall is jest around the corner. September brings two things that has to do with weather, cool mornings and humid days with jest enuff heat to make it uncomfortable. Last week, we had a … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Around this time o’ year, the “September Song” rolls around in Cobina’s head for a week or so. “It’s a long, long, while from May to December. And the days grow short, when you reach September.” For the kiddies who trapsed back to the classroom this … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, honeybunch, here we are at the end of Awgus already, and the kiddies will be traversing back to the classroom within a week. That is jest hard to believe – I bet that’s what the kiddies are saying, too – that the summer has gone by as quickly … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

It’s August already, sweets! Where did the time go? It seems we were just crowing about sun and fun and June 1. Now we’re heading into the Dog Days, and know that before we blink an eye, the leaves will be turning, and winter will be heading this … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy-do, sweets! It’s been a while since last we writ, but schedules change and hafta be adapted to whot’s going on in our little corner of the universe. And whilst, there ain’t a whole lotta meaty stuff going on in these Dog Days, there is enuff … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Who’d have thunk it, sweetie, here we are on the verge of the 250th birthday of the US of A, and we’re still here some 55 years after we began these missives in various papyri that once graced the newsstands of various place, from the West Haven City … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well honeybunch, jest like that it’s summer. Jest a couple o’ weeks ago, yew read my displeasure at the fack that it seemed like March decided to overstay it’s welcome by a month and a half. Heck in the week leading up to Memorial Day, the heat was … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Greetings, sweets! Here we are in the month of June – by the time yew git to see this missive – and as I gold yew last time, the year jest flies after May. What with summer sun and fun, and holidays and vacations, things jest seem to speed up. People … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia