It's snowing, big soft flakes that melt when they hit the ground. The outside world smells cold and snowy, and the birds are quieter, their calls muted by the flakes. Buds are thickening on a few trees; with the changing climate it is difficult to know whether that is seasonal. It is noticeably colder today, … Continue reading Winter Appears
A cloudy, chill day; the rain has stopped for the moment. We may have snow later but it will likely not stick. Last Tuesday I awoke to a brilliant reddish sky; sure enough the old mariner's saying proved correct and by evening we were in the midst of a storm. Hopefully all this rain will … Continue reading The Fate of Horses
A pleasant afternoon, cool with a smattering of fluffy white and gray clouds scudding across the cerulean blue sky. There is just the hint of a breeze, just enough to move small limbs a tad. We are a third of the way through January and it still seems like November as this winter without a … Continue reading Where Is Winter?
A warm, foggy, dreary sort of day, more like Eliot's early April than January, somehow fitting given our non-winter. I'm drinking my morning cup of coffee and listening to Vivaldi's "Summer" from the "Four Seasons"; I wonder what he would make of this. As I wrote in my last post, the Holidays rather got away … Continue reading Pushing Large Rocks Uphill
Dreaming the World 