Category: Winter
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Pushing Large Rocks Uphill
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…
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Awaiting The Turning Year
Today is warmer, in the forties, and cloudy. We had flurries of snow Christmas eve and Day which buoyed our spirits. Both days were cold by local standards. This followed a two day storm of rain and intense wind. There are limbs down everywhere still; after all the storms we have had this year one…
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Solstice Kitchen
On this solstice morning we awoke to a deer in the field and a Mordorish sky which slowly gave way to bright sunshine. How appropriate! We are still waiting for winter, or what passes for winter here on the south coast of Massachusetts. Folks here insist this is winter but that assertion is a stretch…
