Stillbridge marks Scout Sunday, anticipates a Scout Bonfire, Valentine’s Day, and an unforgettable Midwinter Boredom Buster filled with quiet mystery. A Week for Scouts and Sentiment It’s that time of year in Stillbridge when the calendar insists we notice small miracles: Scout Sunday has passed, Valentine’s Day is around the corner, and the town braces…
The countdown to Thanksgiving is on in Stillbridge—where football rumors, wreaths, and a dash of faith fill the air with warmth and small-town charm. As the pale November sky stretched over Stillbridge, the town stirred with its usual blend of anticipation, routine, and a little extra nervous energy this week. The Ravens, our beloved high…
The Annual Stillbridge Harvest Festival began early Saturday morning, when mist still clung to the duck pond and the gazebo stood wrapped in bunting, as if it had been waiting all year. By nine, the town common was alive with folding tables, pop-up tents, and the faint, hopeful smell of kettle corn. The festival draws…
Early autumn stretched lazily over Stillbridge, sunlight draping the town common in ahoneyed warmth that hinted at cooler nights. Leaves rustled in the breeze, carryingthe faint scent of apples and damp grass. It was the perfect day for the annualall-church potluck, and the common buzzed with the gentle chaos of a well-lovedfestival. Reverend Hastings stood…
This week in Stillbridge, the town common’s duck pond has sparked more debate thanmost national elections. The ducks, dignified as ever, seemed to settle disputes withquiet authority, but the geese claimed the southern edge like generals on leave.Townsfolk were divided: some considered them honorary residents, others mutteredabout forming a goose militia. Reverend Hastings of the…