The Mast-Head: Going Native
A friend called a single flower that emerged from a thin cosmos plant on my office window this week the “miracle on Main Street.”
A friend called a single flower that emerged from a thin cosmos plant on my office window this week the “miracle on Main Street.”
On Sunday at dinner time, the evening before All Hallows Eve, my son, who just turned 13, decided he wanted to wear a costume for the first time since he was small.
This would be a good Hallowe’en to be visited by ghouls and ghosts because the Mohs surgery I’ve had lately has prompted Mary to sing “My Funny Frankenstein” from time to time.
There is, as you may know, homelessness in East Hampton Town.
The Group of 7 has decided to cap the price it will pay for Russian oil. There may be lessons for that challenge in U.S. history, from World War I to the coal wars of 1922.
On the election, pollinator gardens, and plastics.
It’s the return of the South Fork real estate transaction report . . .
Halloween of 1922 brought out the entire village Police Department, but each officer exercised “more than his usual forbearance on that particular night.”
Chris Miller at Westlake Marina in Montauk confirmed that the fishing has been good on several fronts. “The bass fishing is holding up,” he said. “Sea bass too have been cooperating, but many are focused on blackfish, which has been very good since the season opened two weeks ago.”
The scope of what will happen if the Republican Party takes control of the House is mind-boggling.
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