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...
Once again, the “rain gods” have smiled down on our mountaintop lakes and reservoirs and replenished them handsomely. Not since Lake Gregory was filled to the brim by a single downpour in 1938 have we witnessed so much H2O in such a brief interval. Here comes the rain...
Dear Sidney, Truthfully, I am officially an old maid. Nine years ago, I fell tragically and magically in love with a young, handsome, soulful priest in our parish. I see him as often as I can: weekly Bingo, two Sunday services, and as a frequent flyer in his...
By Rosemarie LaBadie This graph indicates the homes sold for each community in April. It includes a year over year comparison. Some of the acronyms included are ADOM, which means average days on the market or how long it was before the owner accepted an offer. Price...
Dearest Sidney, I hope you’re doing well after Snowmageddon 2023. Three nights into the big storm, my neighbor’s tree broke in half from the weight of snow and the top 50 feet crashed with a bang into my yard. Thankfully, it landed on top of five feet of snow....
