Scott Graber
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There were no leeches at the falls
By Scott Graber It is Saturday, and we’re in North Adams, Mass.. It is overcast this morning; the temperature is 62; there is the…
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I don’t know how this can be reconciled
By Scott Graber It is Monday and I’m in Williamstown, Mass. Susan and I are sitting outside the Williams College Inn, in black-painted Adirondack…
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Winning this war is important
By Scott Graber It is Wednesday and I’m in Port Royal. This morning I’m on a recently rebuilt deck that enjoys a small, constricted…
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We had something better … much better
By Scott Graber It is Saturday, and I’m just back from the farmers’ market, where I bought green beans and okra. And yes, I…
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The younger generation is blurring the lines
By Scott Graber It is Saturday, early, and I’m just in from a swim at the Sands. I swim off the beach, with rubber…