Articles by 'Lynn E. McElfresh'
I remember the first time I saw a loon. It was in the early 1980’s, because we still had that small aluminum fishing boa...
by: Lynn E. McElfresh
I read about the “Mystery of Maple Island” my very first season on the island. So I’m long familiar with the legend that...
by: Lynn E. McElfresh
The schooner Roseway tied up to the dock at Frink’s Park in Clayton, New York, on June 25th. It was a cool, dreary, drip...
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As our neighbor says, “Cottage life isn’t for sissies.” He says it with a smile though and we all know what it means.
by: Lynn E. McElfresh
Non-island friends are always curious about how we get things to the island. There’s only one answer…by boat.
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Music has been part of island life on Grenell since Uncle Otis had a heavy square grand piano pulled across the ice back...
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For me, there are only three seasons: Pre-River Season, River Season and Post-River Season. Pre-River Season s...
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Flags abound in the islands. At Grenell Island’s July 2009 regatta, participants were asked to count the flags as they p...
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It wasn’t used and it took up too much space. Yet, chopping it up with an ax and burning it was not an option.
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Greg Lago welcomes winter. Everyday, snowy or not, Lago makes his way to his studio on James Street “The good thing abou...
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By the time I first arrived on Grenell Island in 1975, my husband’s family had already been on the Point, for nearly a h...
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Janet was five, when her parents bought the cottage on Grenell Island, and it's where she spent her summers. She became ...
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When my husband proposed to me back in 1974, he asked if I would consider getting married on the island. At that point i...
by: Lynn E. McElfresh
Spring of 2007, we returned to Grenell Island to find a display of breath-taking paintings in the Grenell Island Communi...
by: Lynn E. McElfresh