What a beautiful blue-sky day it was when I stepped out onto the deck here at the stately Motley Manor the other morning and heard the blue jays (actually, they’re called Steller’s Jays) chirping their unique mating calls as they jumped from tree to tree in...
Dear Sidney, I have been diagnosed with age-related macular degeneration. My ophthalmologist is injecting shots into both my eyes for relief, although he says that the left eye will not be getting any better as I waited too long to seek treatment. I’m...
By Vietnam Veteran Michael Brewer - Special to The Alpine Mountaineer In these days of polarized, pugnacious pundits of doom and gloom, it strikes me that the most honorable tribute to our fallen warriors would be a month of silence commencing on Memorial Day and...
I was at a listing appointment recently and I suggested to the homeowner having a wood destroying pest inspection before we start showing the property. He said, “We don’t need one. I have my pest guy come and spray once a month.” This is a common error homeowners...
There were some anxious moments back in March when some of our mountaintop communities were literally islands unto themselves, as all routes into and out of the area were rendered useless by torrents of rain, snow, flowing mud and falling rocks. Welcome to Shangri-La,...
Dear Sidney, I’m still shaking and pounding my fists. What in the heck has got into people? This morning, after feeding peanuts to the very friendly squirrels—there are just two in the family now, as Big Thumper was hit in the head before the snowstorm—and pacifying...
