Just wanted to post a few snow shots from today. This is the view out our front window to the house across the street. Aren’t the icicles so pretty? Yesterday, on the way to church I drove past a house that had icicles hanging from the roof and touching the ground! Ours aren’t quite that… Read More Blizzards and Basketball
Still musing over the extremes we’ve experienced in the last week as far as weather goes ~ at least an 80 degree temperature drop and from zero to about 3 feet of white stuff on the ground. Monday morning brought low temps of -15 degrees. That night I went to meet a friend for dinner,… Read More Snow, Arctic Temps, More Snow, Etc.
Man, who is born of woman, is short-lived and full of turmoil. Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not remain. Job 14: 1-2 He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in its season and its leaf… Read More Sustained in the Extremes
Just how many varieties of pumpkins and squash can there be? For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies, My town was also the home of Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost! For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies: We’re surrounded with orchards of various… Read More Autumn Afternoon Awe ~ Part 2
This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears… …all nature sings and round me rings, the music of the spheres. This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, and skies and seas… His hands the wonders wrought. This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols… Read More Autumn Afternoon Awe
Even though apple-picking season is really about over, and the basil is definitely done, it seems like up until last week we were still picking tomatoes at the farm. I sort of knew what to do with all of the paste tomatoes I picked. Those ended up in a crockpot overnight along with some onions,… Read More “Sun”- Dried Tomatoes
Forgot to tell you about what else we got at our farm last week besides green beans and watermelon. In the farm shop, there was a father who, along with his children, were selling Monarch butterfly chyrsalides. (I looked it up. The plural can be either chyrsalises or chrysalides.) They had them all dated and… Read More New Life Beauty ~ Migration Envy
Every year at this time, I enter into some sort of “season denial.” I look away when I catch a glimpse of the apples in the local orchards going from green to red. I ignore the blush of orange and red on each sugar maple I pass. And the squash and pumpkins out in the… Read More Summer Wrap Up
Last week, I was glad for it to be snowing in Texas and NOT here. Well, that situation lasted all of about 2 days! We got a bit of snow on Saturday, and then about 5 or 6 inches today. Actually, I was secretly hoping that winter in New England would only last for the… Read More Oh, the weather outside…
So said Hester Prynne, and glanced her sad eyes downward at the scarlet letter. And, after many, many years, a new grave was delved, near an old and sunken one, in that burial-ground beside which King’s Chapel has since been built. It was near that old and sunken grave, yet with a space between, as… Read More Livin’ in the Land of the Literary (and the Historical, and the Political, and the Financial)