Time passes. Listen.

Pedants will tell me that it's not officially winter yet, but let's not quibble. Zero degrees F on the thermometer this morning, snow and ice solidly gripping the ground, Elliot the blueberry bush up to his neck in snow, another nor'easter roaring up the coast tomorrow. Let's call a winter a winter. Today I watched… Continue reading Time passes. Listen.

Friday Five ~ Reasons to be grateful for an extended winter

Maybe I'm reaching a bit, but... 1. Bare branches reveal shy visitors: 2. It's the perfect time to make this citrus salad with goat cheese-stuffed dates. Even if you don't eat it, you might get some vitamin D just by looking at its sunshiny face. 3. Since the garden and lawn are still covered by… Continue reading Friday Five ~ Reasons to be grateful for an extended winter

52 Photos ~ Wide open spaces

The Snow Man One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant glitter Of the January sun; and not to think Of any misery… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ Wide open spaces

On the last day of January

I've been thinking about Wallace Steven's poem, The Snow Man, for weeks now, because, of course, it's winter and it's January. I wanted to write something about having a "mind of winter", expecting to have experienced it, even for just a day, as I have in winters before. But this January's rickrack weather hasn't cooperated.… Continue reading On the last day of January