Feb. 26 Covid Day 353 This is a pandemic. “No one said it would be easy. No one said it’d be this hard.” * It is harder for us grown-ups than for the children perhaps. A child takes life as it comes. It is what it is. Consider…
Month: February 2021
210224 Snowshoes and a Breaking Stone.
Feb. 24 What do you make of this sky? It is 0 degrees this morning and the sun shines between the passing clouds. The snow is melting ahead of the icicles. Last year the snowdrops were blooming on March 15, and here is Indre at the beach on March 14, three years ago. She takes…
210220 Mumma being domestic.
Today I love turning onto the road that leads to our little cul de sac; it is not sanded, so the road itself is white. A road paved with snow, it seems enchanted. How is it that I can look at snow day after day and feel like I’m seeing it for the first time,…
210216 Friperie
Feb. 16 I found this most charming “gypsy” ceramic at the St. Cajetan Church Flea Market in Mansonville, which is open Saturdays during the summer, (covid protocols in place summer of 2020). It is 19th century Staffordshire, (my main collection), obscure, and not a beautiful piece perhaps; still, Staffordshire and of great interest to me,…
210215 # 2 Covid Day 342 / Winter Days and Dogs
feb. 15 The morning sun. A rainbow cloud in the valley. Covid day 342: This is counting the days since the World Health Organization declared Covid-19 a pandemic. When these days were running into the 50s and 60s it was foolish of me to think it would end soon. 342 days is a more…
210215 #1 Mostly Snow.
Feb. 15 I have several dozen pictures just like this. The snow falling at the edge of the world. Never gets old. Here is the chicken house and the chalet in the snow. The icicles that formed at the roof over-hang one warm day. This over-hang will either melt gradually or avalanche…
210207 Stovetop Baked Beans
Feb 7 Yesterday was warm enough to sit on the porch and watch the snow falling. Fig preferred to stay in and sleep. The snow gets piled up in front of the house as the plow person keeps our driveway cleared. This snow shovel is my new workout equipment. No lifting just pushing…
210205 snowstorms, witches and a new day
Feb. 5 This morning I woke to a pink sky. This was the view north through the trees above the house. Tuesday we had a most excellent snowfall. On the left are the witches in the storm, and on the right, the hen house….
210201 Saturday, Sunday, February the First.
Feb. 1: Cold and Bright Saturday, Jan. 30 It is snowing again; a very fine snow like mist is blowing down the mountain beside us. The valley is hidden by cloud or snow and we are again stranded on the edge of the world. It might be an edge of time, like in The Langoliers,…