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The View from Mudsock Heights: A New Bug Going Around Has Me Pinin’ for an Evergreen

By Dennis E. Powell | Apr 16, 2009 at 4:47 AM

There is a very unpleasant little bug going around. It’s like the flu or the bubonic plague or something. It causes fever, makes breathing a chore, and makes one abnormally stupid. And I’ve got it. Which means that this would be the perfect time to run the “evergreen” column in this space. What is an evergreen column? Well …

The View from Mudsock Heights: They Might Be Slithery and Scaly and Cold, but They Really are Our Friends

By Dennis E. Powell | Apr 03, 2009 at 4:42 AM

It would be a lot easier to get things done around here if there were more snakes. No, I’m not kidding.

The View from Mudsock Heights: The Story of a Very Big Ditch Passed -- the Story, Not the Ditch -- Through Here

By Dennis E. Powell | Mar 26, 2009 at 3:03 AM

One of the first things that happened after I moved here into the woods four years ago was a visit by a friend from back east. Gerard Koeppel is a noted historian and writer who has specialized in the history of the infrastructure of New York. That is not a subject which immediately quickens the heart, but a book he wrote that was published in 2000, Water for Gotham, actually made the history of the city’s water-supply system exciting.

The View from Mudsock Heights: Always Remember: Ownership Brings Responsibility

By Dennis E. Powell | Mar 12, 2009 at 4:17 AM

It’s something that folks who grew up around here have come to take for granted, in which many have participated since they were kids. Handled responsibly, they reason, there is little danger.

The View from Mudsock Heights: When the Power Goes Out

By Dennis E. Powell | Mar 05, 2009 at 4:47 AM

When the power went off, it woke me up. Of course, a sensible person would have looked around, rolled over, and slept some more.

The View from Mudsock Heights: The Ancient Belching Monster in the Barn

By Dennis E. Powell | Feb 26, 2009 at 4:26 AM

So call me a Luddite. Fact is, calendar notwithstanding, I shall consider spring to have arrived when I can start the Gravely without risk of dislocating my shoulder. Part of this has to do with the lifting of heavy weights to build my strength and part has to do with the weather becoming warm enough that the oil in the thing is thinner than molasses.

The View from Mudsock Heights: Feather-Shaped Soot Marks on My Wall

By Dennis E. Powell | Feb 19, 2009 at 5:42 AM

Somebody’s bright idea is banging around in my chimney right now, and lest there be any doubt, I don’t much like it.

The View from Mudsock Heights: Here Comes the Vast Array of Plumage and Song

By Dennis E. Powell | Jan 29, 2009 at 5:15 AM

Before it gets much warmer, I need to fetch out the ladder and put up an obstruction so the phoebes won’t build another nest over my porch swing.

The View from Mudsock Heights: The Country, the Wave and Etiquette

By Dennis E. Powell | Jan 22, 2009 at 4:58 AM

If you’re new to this area and are even a little observant, one of the first things you’re likely to notice is the wave. You won’t see it in town, but on country roads it is almost a rule of civilized behavior.

The View from Mudsock Heights: This Old Wiring

By Dennis E. Powell | Jan 15, 2009 at 5:46 AM

One doesn’t hear a lot of complaining out here in the country, but a fairly consistent complaint is about telephone service. I think that this is unfair, because the phone lines seem in as good a shape as they were the day Alexander Graham Bell strung them.

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