Always the Bridegroom, Never the Bride
For the past six months or so (or maybe it just seems that way), we in the Hudson Valley have been enduring very high temperatures and punishing levels of humidity. Everyone’s lawn has turned brown, and neighbors who would ordinarily be taking one another jars of homemade preserves are instead poisoning each other’s cats. This afternoon, the heavens see…
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