06/11/2026
They get to the point much quicker than me.
It's normal to just see a post:
"Anyone missing a dock?"
As in a full blown, roof having, big ol' dock. They just wander off a lot apparently. Then in the comments people keep updates going on its location. Others will tag people.
"Looks like yours Bob."
Like they're talking about a dog on the loose.
"Spotted off the point headed east."
It makes me smile.
I just saw one that said:
"Our dock with two Adirondack chairs has escaped. Please be on the lookout."
I love the description. I saw one, but it only had one chair so I didn't let them know. Clearly not theirs.
There's a lot of water based ones.
A photo with the caption:
"I tied your boat to my tree."
So when someone recognizes it, they know.
Or simply:
"Wheelbarrow floated away on Raquette Flow. Yellow."
No story.
Back where I grew up we'd write six paragraphs. Around here, yellow wheelbarrow. Go get it.
Wonder if anyone spotted one but it wasn't yellow? Nah, not Jim's, leave it.
The casual way they say things.
"The cow is on Route 30. Drive careful."
Not A cow.
THE cow.
The known culprit who enjoys grazing on the highway.
There's a pig who comes by Northwood and I'm told to "send him home if you see him."
Do I just tell him to go home?
That simple?
This one maybe needed another sentence or two, but apparently not.
A local restaurant posted the other day:
"Not opening. Doing yard work. See you tomorrow."
The information was all there.
Truthfully, for around here the part about doing yard work was probably unnecessary detail.
"Heads up, don't put out your bird feeders. The bears are breaking them. Bent my mounting pole last night."
This is in town.
Shouldn't the post be:
"Heads up, there's a f***ing bear in my yard!!!"
Nope.
We're making sure your bird feeder is okay.
And what kind of bear is eating bird food anyway?
"There's coyotes walking down Church Street."
Okie dokie.
"I need a chainsaw for ten minutes."
Someone replied they left one on their porch so he could grab it.
The funny part is that when I see that now, it actually makes perfect sense. It's just different.
They don't, like me, babble on.
They just say what's what.
I went to Perk and Pine one day and the bagel sandwiches had always been wrapped in foil. I walk up and they're about one third the normal height.
I say,
"The sandwiches look flat."
The always sweet and kind Beth simply replied,
"They're on flatbread."
Perfect.
Meanwhile my brain was waiting for three more sentences. She did go on to explain about why, but that's cause I stood there looking dumb. Truth is, I didn't need the background story.
- shout out to them by the way, they were just named best coffee shop by the Adirondack Daily Enterprise - Best of the Mountains! Go Tupper!
I also find myself defaulting to the Southern way of asking for guidance.
"I was thinking I could just put a valve on this and then.....what do you think?"
This often elicits an eloquent and helpful response like,
"No."
And that's it.
Didn't get the alternate idea I was hoping for. Had I simply asked they would have gladly assisted.
"Do you have Dr Pepper?"
"No."
As I wait for what they think my next best choice should be, nope.
So now I'm secretly enjoying asking for unlikely things one at a time.
"I'll have a Cheerwine."
"No."
"RC Cola?"
"No."
People really are so nice. Like the kindest folks ever. Just a different version of it.
They often just make the point.
And after three months here, I think I'm finally starting to understand.
I'm not converting, we will find a happy median.
I ♥️ TUPPER LAKE