Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Something for the last day of January--

--that has utterly nothing to do with weather or politics or anything but what it is.

Arlo Guthrie

Monday, January 30, 2017

Snow months in Northern New England (9 or 10, maybe 14)

Someone will mention that "yeah, but don't let your guard down, remember that nasty bout we had one  March, three blizzards, one a week?"  and someone else says, " hey, three years ago we had snow in February up to the wahzoo..."

and I have pictures showing both of those, not to mention the Halloween "light dusting" three or four years ago which left us with a foot of snow and no apologies for the mess.  Or two Thanksgivings back, we spent on our appointed roofs (rooves?)  roof rake in one hand,  shovel in the other, cleaning off a mountain of snow with the consistency of partially dried cement.

 Or the infamous ice storm of '97 where it rained ice for a week, took off the top story of forest down six feet all over New England, and left many of us without power for 8 days or longer.   Took us two days to clear our driveway so the line crews could get to the downed  power lines in the woods.

First year in this house the temps went down to 0 at Christmas and stayed there until January.. Then it got REALLY cold, down to -20, all month.  We were burning green oak chunks, and spent the evenings listening to it hiss in the stove as it dried out.

and let us not forget April 1st, mebbe 25 years past, in the days when mud season here was a reality and we left our vehicles at the end of the driveway--any food we needed we backpacked in, and when I shopped I shopped by weight as much as by need.  Just the night before we had  been discussing finally bringing the cars  up to the house, always a marker for us then.  In the morning there was a two foot coating of snow all over the place, and the neighbor had used his tractor  plow to clear our driveway at least to the top of the hill.

Define 'snow month' and get 15 responses, all of them accurate, all of them covering nearly every month except June July and August. Including the 8" dusting we had one early  may, with  sad eyed
jonquils blooming bravely through it.

"Well, " he says, leaning back, "at least that late it don't stay  long"  and he's right.  But it's the fact of it. That, and you learn to never turn your back on winter,  she's a mean bitch,  hates to be ignored.

Those of you who don't live here, you are probably asking yourself, WHY ARE THEY STILL THERE?  I wonder, too.  But that's end of  January talking. Come March and the first warm days with the wind pushing the warm fog up from the south, and the smell of mud instead of snow--well...then I'll remember why. 

Saturday, January 28, 2017

The first crow of the winter

Every winter the crows fall silent.  Someone said they do, indeed, migrate, but no one seems to know why, or specifically where.  Maybe to Aunt Ruth's in Brighton. Who knows.

But some time in mid-to-late January I open the door to see if the weather is still there (one never knows, with winter) and, like today, I am greeted with an early morning symphony from the far woods.

And it's okay.

I think sometimes we have conscious or unconscious marker points in our weather/personal calendar, and this is one for me.  The next one will be getting to the last day of February.  My dad always said if you could make it that far, spring was on the way.  Ironically, he died on the last day of February.
Can't believe it's been nearly 44 years.

But the sky is bright blue, the wind is whipping the tall narrow ash trees behind the house into a frenzied swaying dance, and the crows are back.

And it's very okay.


Thursday, January 26, 2017

Trip down memory lane

1. "red yellow and blue balloons" (WONder Bread)

2. Spam  (the original mystery meat)

3, drive-in movies

4. Hostess Twinkies

5. Zarex

6. Marshmallow Fluff

7. Tuna Casserole (made with cream of mushroom soup) with peas (yum)

8.  TV test patterns

9. "living better electrically"

10. Masks on the back of cereal boxes

11. Cracker Jacks and those cool prizes

12.  Saddle shoes

13. Velveeta Cheese

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

out with the old in with the new

My only foray into political anything was tonight,  and I watched a clip of  President Obama's final days...I noticed he seemed relaxed, easy,  comfortable.  As well he should.

And the one statement that resonated with me.  "We're going to be okay."

I think we needed to hear that.  Lord knows, I did.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

The sweetest words in the English language (well, almost...)

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