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I don’t like summer. It’s too hot, too dry. The air fills with the smoke of forest fires. Water levels in the rivers run low, too low. The grass turns dry and crisp, and every step in the dirt sends … Continue reading
Last month I bemoaned the fact that we had received little snow yet in the winter and that the days had been almost constantly foggy. I wanted, I said, at least a few days of a proper winter. Well, I … Continue reading
The winter solstice has passed, which means that we are truly in the depths of winter now. Although it’s hard for me to believe that, since this December has been relatively warm, and we have had more rain than snow. Almost … Continue reading
The mellow year is hasting to its close; The little birds have almost sung their last, Their small notes twitter in the dreary blast – That shrill-piped harbinger of early snows. — Hartley Coleridge, from “November” Yes, before too long … Continue reading
In late winter I start to become impatient for spring to arrive. Some years it seems like winter hangs on stubbornly as long as it can – even though the days are getting longer more quickly now as we head … Continue reading