Dear Felicia

Here we go, sweets! Summer is all but over as far as the lazy, hazy, and crazy and things are hankering to git back to “normal,” whatever that is. Here in the Asylum by the Sea, the kiddies return to classrooms next week, and judgin’ from the bustle … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Wow, dearie, jest wow! As Iyam scribing this missive to yew we are in the Dog Days of Summer and the final weeks before things go back to … normal. Not that normal is a bad thing, but when yew look forward to the summer and all it has to offer, it … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy do, sweets. Hard to believe, but here we are headin’ toward the end of July, and we’re already getting set for yet another Savin Rock Festival. Yew can tell it’s that time o’ year cuz the environs are getting “sultry.” I guess that’s the best … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well sweets, here we are in July. When we were kids, Cobina always thought of July as the Saturday of the vacation weekend. It was the best time. August was the Sunday, which meant at the end of it – in those days we didn’t go back to school until … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

It’s the middle o’ the month of June, and with it, the kiddies are outta school for the next 8-10 weeks. It’s a lesson in how fast life can git when your having fun. Tempus does fugit, and the older yew git, it’s not whether your having fun, that’s … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

By the time yew git this missive, m’dear, it’s the beginning of June! It seems hard to believe in many ways. It seems Cobina was shoveling the slush out of her way jest weeks ago, when, in fact it was three months ago, already. Tempus does very much … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy do, sweets! Hard to believe, but here we are at the downside of May, looking into the Memorial Day weekend already. Of course, like most things that happened in the 70s – most not good – the holiday ain’t what it was. Our great aunt Judy still … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

May Day has come and gone. No Maypoles were tethered, no songs sung like when we were tykes, sweetie pie, but it’s good to know that May is upon us. Heck, it even seems like we’re havin’ a bit of a spring in these parts. Even though it is “cooler at … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Effen there is one thing that has marked our transition from March to April it’s been the weather in these parts, sweetie pie. As I scribe these notes to yew, it has rained all but one day, and has been windy and cold. Any thought o’ shutting down … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Back-to-back missives to go with back-to-back isshews. Jest like the old days, honeybunch. Cuz of the way the budget was presented, we moved the last issue back to last week, but still wanna keep our original schedule as close to what it was as … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia