Sally’s Blog
The Joys of Summer Fruit
Buster
I can’t write about Eastham and life at Nauset Haven without including Buster. Though he was also our family dog, whenever I was home, especially when I walked around the pond, he was mine. My friend, my confidant, my always ready companion and listener. (With just a...
Planet Bubble
Here’s Planet Bubble! My photograph has won a ribbon! 4th place in the Color Waterscapes Category, at the annual International Photographic Exposition at the San Diego County Fair. Normally I don’t name photographs but titles are required when submitting to this...
Remembering Memorial Day
The Stars and Stripes . . . American Patrol . . . Oh, those great old marches! And the memories that play right along with them . . . National Emblem . . . The Invincible Eagle. . . Semper Fidelis . . .Classics by John Phillip Sousa and his compatriots. As I listen,...
In the Box
In the Box As I flipped the calendar over to the April page, a memory leaped to mind. Oh, now that was one of the best gifts I ever received . . . a brown-paper-wrapped carton, addressed in my father’s handwriting, stuffed into the mailbox at the foot of our...
Tasting the Apple
Recently I watched as a new friend (we’d just been introduced by a mutual friend), typed in www.sallybuffington.com for the first time—and there were the familiar apples, in the upper left hand corner of the home page. “That’s it!” I said as I saw my name, logo, and...
I Wanna Be . . .
Normally, my seventh period class furnished a quiet end to the school day, but not today. From my desk on right hand side, waiting for the final bell, I was more or less listening when a major interruption breezed in. It was several of my classmates, laughing and...
Instrumental
7:45 A.M. Ready for the day, I walk into the kitchen and there where I left them drying last night, are three graduated though un-matched pans. Oh, it’s Father Bear, Mama Bear, and Baby Bear. The old faithfuls! Ready for yet more service—no rest for the weary around...