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Mermaid  LadyThis  is  a  lady  at  the  Spruce  Forest  Artisan  Village  in  Grantsville,  Maryland.  She  spends  her  time  here  making  mermaids.  She  has  a  tattoo  of  a  mermaid  on  her  foot.

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Know Your Craft: Barleywine, another cold weather companion


My last column highlighted the “chicken-soup effect” a Russian Imperial Stout can have on a bleak winter day.

Another favorite — and potentially mood enhancing — cold weather go-to is the barleywine. Not actually a wine, it takes its name from being a strong beer with wine-like gravity (i.e. alcohol content).

This beer is another great sipper, and its big hop character combined with a deep, amber-red-brown maltiness can brighten up almost any dark day.

Generally between 8 to 12 percent ABV for a nice impression of warmth, it also has big malt sweetness balanced by moderate to heavy hoppiness.

Similar to, yet stronger than, an Old Ale, the barleywine is another English style represented by many great versions on each side of the Atlantic.

According to Dave Carpenter of Craft Beer and Brewing Magazine, an English barleywine “exhibits a chewy, complex malt body that evokes plums and toffee and…

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Blueberry: The Story of Our New Name.

The Lemonade Chronicles

Greetings! I thought I’d update our blog to share some exciting news. As of today, your friends and neighbors at Groovice have a new name: Blueberry! Why change our name, you ask? Well, who doesn’t love blueberries? Our real reasons actually run much deeper. We are on a mission to build a network for neighbors […]

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The Wise Old Owl

The Wise Old Owl

 Perched on the tree






Others loved the chatter

The hare, the deer

The badgers, the squirrels

All seeing themselves as superior to the others


All want to be heard 

All want to be seen


But the owl

the wise old owl

perched quietly on the branch

Watched and Listened


As they argued

Who was the best, the smartest

Who should be the leader


The wise old old was silent

Not for lack of opinion or thought

He in fact had many ideas

Many thoughts and observations about the world


But now was not the time 

there was still so much learning to do

still so much observing to do

As he watched the world move

in all its faults and glory


He did not feel the need to babble ideas

If he had not seen…

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