This Christmas garden poem was written for this column more than 30 years ago. It is still the most requested encore of any column I have written and, as a gift to my readers, I grant copywrite ...
THE WATER WOULD HAVE BEEN ABOUT ANKLE DEEP WHERE I’M STANDING A COUPLE OF HOURS AGO. THERE’S STILL A LAYER OF MUD RIGHT HERE ON BOYLSTON STREET. AND IF YOU LOOK BEHIND ME, YOU CAN SEE WHERE CREWS ARE ...