Among the plant-related projects that I have gotten into, none is as challenging as grafting apples. Now, in the second year, I have one survivor out of a dozen attempts, a scion cut from a Quail Hill tree.
Among the plant-related projects that I have gotten into, none is as challenging as grafting apples. Now, in the second year, I have one survivor out of a dozen attempts, a scion cut from a Quail Hill tree.
On square footage, a key argument that the don’t-count-the-basement crowd cites is that what happens underground has no impact on neighbors or the community.
It’s typical of people my age to look back with nostalgia and say it’s too bad everything has gone to hell. But I look forward.
I wonder if it’s all right to wear warmup pants and a Bonac hoodie to the Press Club of Long Island’s Hall of Fame induction ceremony.
Think what we may about the yearly climate cycle on the East End, some kind of seasonal calendar is needed to anticipate when to take the dahlia and tomato seedlings outside.
It’s been a long time since I owned any shoes that felt worthy of a Polaroid or that seemed to reflect anything in particular about my character or my autobiography.
We snapped to attention when a certain shingled relic appeared on the real estate market recently, priced at $3.5 million.
Not so fast, boaters — the bays and harbors are still cold, with readings in the 50s, low enough to cause loss of dexterity within 10 minutes of immersion.
I wanted someone who baked cookies. My mother painted pictures.
Cold spells, baseballs, and pesky small birds notwithstanding, an osprey’s life seems a good one.
Under the heading of “Anything worth doing at all will take at least a tiny modicum of effort” I categorize most of life’s pleasures.
Interested in seeing the 10,000-foot view of how far inland the eroding shoreline has reached? Take a look in Google Maps at the end of Bay View Avenue near Lazy Point, Amagansett.
What the community gets for the money it spends on libraries is impressive indeed.
Panic attacks tend to come unannounced, while panic disorder constitutes a recurrence of these attacks, along with the constant fear of having more of them. Here is how I dealt with it all.
How do you get from Covid to the tax cap? Consider what will be lost if sharp cuts have to be made to the school budgets in East Hampton.
When I wake from dreams, I feel quite peaceful, like the way I felt after my last colonoscopy.
I am happily a morning person, but birds tend to get annoying as the day goes on.
When ubiquitous smartphones put a crimp in important proceedings.
New York, it’s a wonderful place to spend your golden years — if you mind these few dos and don’ts, that is.
There have been bitter complaints lately on social media about the trash left behind after soccer matches, softball games, and pickup basketball in our East Hampton parks.
Two columns in one: from Palm Springs to NPR’s Uri Berliner.
Here on the narrow end of Long Island between the bays and the ocean, the chill lingers longer than elsewhere. Plant carefully.
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