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  • The Case of Mr. Dumpty

    Winnie-the-Pooh and Piglet were walking along in a far corner of the Hundred Acre Wood — a place Piglet thought they’d never been before — when they came upon a tall stone wall built alongside the path. There wasn’t anything to stop anyone from walking along one side of the wall or the other.  “The… Continue reading

  • Curses, foiled again!

    I love it when a plan comes together People have been planning and scheming for a very long time, and for just as long there have been events, circumstances, and other people who have been thwarting those plans. “Thwart” is an extremely old word — one way to tell is that you find versions of… Continue reading

  • Tabloid

    You hear — usually in competing media — about “tabloid journalism” and “the tabloids.” But doesn’t “tabloid” seem like a weird word for a kind of newspaper? It is — and it originally meant something very different. It all started back in 1880 in London. Henry Wellcome started a business with Silas Burroughs: Burroughs Wellcome… Continue reading

  • Ralph Tubbs

    Good morning! Back in 1939, there was a World’s Fair in New York City that featured two iconic structures: the Trylon and the Perisphere. They were huge, impressive, and had no function other than attracting people to attend the fair. The Perisphere was a big ball, and the Trylon was a spire, and they did… Continue reading

  • Omens, auspicious and ominous

    An omen is a sign or portent about some future happening. It might be a good omen or it might be a bad omen — the word “omen” is neutral. But if “omen” is neutral, why does “ominous,” which is simply something foretold by an omen, always have a negative connotation? Whatever the reason, this… Continue reading

  • January 8 Birthdays

    Everybody’s heard of superintendents. Among other things, they manage apartment buildings, at least in the US. But how about just plain intendants? They’re not underlings to the superintendents; they were government officials in the French, Portuguese, and Spanish monarchies, and Jean Talon was one of them. He was born January 8, 1626, and became the… Continue reading

  • Post and Mail

    You go to the post office to mail a letter. Your mail is delivered by a postal worker, who works for the Post Office, and might drive a mail truck. There are publications called things like The New York Post, others called The Daily Mail, and some that cover all the bases like The Post… Continue reading

  • What’s in a name?

    Hare blinked at Dog. “What did you say they call you?”  “Daisy,” said Dog, idly scratching an itchy spot. “I don’t get it,” said Hare, “a daisy is a flower. In fact, there are some right over there in the meadow.” “I know,” said Dog. “But it’s just one of those things they do. My… Continue reading

  • Doubts and redoubts

    “Redoubtable” is a bit of an odd word. It looks like it ought to mean somebody or something you doubted before and now you realize you should doubt again. For example, you might expect to use it this way: “in spite of my worry about whether that bridge was safe, I made it across. But… Continue reading

  • Schooner

    A “schooner” is both a kind of ship and a kind of beer glass. Nobody really seems to know which came first. For that matter, nobody really seems sure where the word came from in the first place.  Mysterious origins aside, serving beer in “schooners” has a fairly complicated history in England. It seems there… Continue reading

About Me

I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.

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Tales from the Forest

Quarantined; A Book of Days