First Harvest of the Season

[March 26. These are parsnips that over-wintered. No, they don't look pretty coming out of the ground, but by the time Silverbelle Sandy gets through with them, they taste of the earth and of the spring. SB SM] photos by SB Sandy MAPLE GLAZED PARSNIPS The sap is flowing and the ground has thawed to... Continue Reading →

Just Call Me … Wild Thing

[Another Silverback, Chip Taylor, has departed for The Great Jungle in the sky. One of the greatest curiosities of this songwriter is that his best known songs ... the bittersweet "Angel of the Morning" and the proto-metal anthem "Wild Thing" ... used the same, simple chord progression. I should know. They're both part of my... Continue Reading →

Oh no! He’s Going to Do It Again!

Stick Season may be the hit, but Mud Season Romance was the original ode to Vermont's most fickle season. [It's a ritual that you, as Silverback and Silverbelles, Silverbabes, Silverbucks, and Silverpups, up with which you must put. This trio consists of Stephen Morris (approximately age 42), Jacob Morris (age 11), and Patrick Morris (age... Continue Reading →

Mud and Mo’ Mud

[This week is all about two things- maple syrup and mud. The two are irrevocably intertwined at this time of year in Vermont. SB SM] From my "Auto-biografitti:" That's when it all came together ... writing, woodstoves, and Vermont's crappy weather When I joined Vermont Castings in January, 1979 I had a customer service staff... Continue Reading →

Paul Ehrlich … RIP, but Not a Silverback

[When I was a commercial book publisher, we published a book by Alan AtKisson titled Believing Cassandra. This references the Greek goddess who was given the gift of prophecy while being cursed by the fact that no one believed her truths. Paul Ehrlich was her polar opposite, i.e. one who spoke in falsehoods yet was... Continue Reading →

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