Hello again Maple People, As a group, there's none more maligned than our poor "mothers-in-law"…yup, any comedian worth his salty attitude pulls the "mother-in-law" card early and often. Down through the ages, there were no doubt a few who deserved their bad rap but now to set my record straight, my mother-in-law was not one […]
Hello again Maple People, I'll never lose the rush I get with the first "real" snowstorm. I don't mean little flirts with the flurries but honest to goodness accumulations where you can get out there and do a little wallowin'…something substantial that'll bring out the plow guys, our true Vermont heroes. Yup, if those guys […]
Hello again Maple People, The words "Happy Thanksgiving " have recently echoed over the rivers and through the woods here at Morse Farm and that's great with me…I love Thanksgiving. It's the lack of commercialism that really attracts me to this New England-bred holiday and, yes, call me a cussed hypocrite, Christmas tree entrepreneur that […]
Hello again Maple People, Here we are again in post foliage season, my vocational equivalent of "change of life". We've suddenly gone from mega-business to business doldrums, brilliant colored leaves to a stark grey tree line, and an abundant harvest to barren fields. Thankfully though, there's a balance to finances, nature and this old […]
Hello again Maple People, My last story about walking to school brings to mind a recent sugarhouse visitor I had. I was just finishing up a tour for a group of visitors from England when an older woman approached…""Burr Morse" she said, reaching out her hand like a thirty-something. "Barbara Nelson" I said accepting her […]
Hello again Maple People, I know times have changed but I, admitted curmudgeon, found news accounts of the October 9th "International Walk to School Day" quite entertaining. In fact for folks of my generation, staging a "walk to school" for a single day with fanfare and balloons, is downright hilarious. And, yes, I have my […]
Hello again Maple People, It's foliage season, aka "bus season", again here at Morse Farm. Although a bit unorthodox compared to other farmers' gleanings of corn or wheat, my "take" includes meeting interesting folks who live all over the world. I always make light of my name to bus groups…"My name's Burr." I say, hesitating […]
Hello again Maple People, God was surely in a light mood when he created the valley that descends from the granite hills of Washington down into Chelsea and Tunbridge. It's like no other place on earth as you wind along the rolling meadows and maple-clad dumplings down Route 110 and its accompanying brook. There's a […]
Hello again Maple People, A few days ago Wilson Ring an Associated Press reporter came up to the farm to see me. After a hurried salutation, he asked if I'd "seen the headline". Quicker'n I could say "Syria", he shoved his smart phone in my face and there the ugly headline glared: "Autumn in Arizona […]
Hello again Maple People, Although I'm a "farm boy" right down to my slow lane image , everyone needs a hobby. And, no, my someday obituary will not include the words hunting, fishing, bowling, or golf. I simply don't have time for those "normal" pastimes nor will I even in retirement…don't know how, never learned. […]
