Posted in Boston, Massachusetts, Nature, Weather, Winter

The Devil in the Wind

They call them nor’easters up here: howling, maniacal weather that blows down small trees, power lines and any other object stupid enough to be built in its way. They don’t respect the calendar. Nor’easters clobber Boston with rain or snow and leave a trail of havoc behind.

I drew up the shade in my bedroom this morning and, at first, could see nothing except more snow on the ground. Where was the storm? Then I looked again. The street looked hazy somehow, as if a fog had descended. Then I noticed the snow, blowing sideways so hard that I could barely see it. Well, okay then. Here’s our storm. It’s the devil in the clouds and in the wind. It’s dark out by now and I haven’t opened an outside door all day. Schools have been canceled for today and for tomorrow. Tomorrow’s high? 7 degrees Fahrenheit.

Posted in Arlington, Life, Nature, Seasons, Spring

The doorway to tranquility

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Past the budding trees and down the stairs beneath the old railroad. I walk through a familiar landscape: the ball field, the tennis courts and through the fence to a quiet enclave of houses. I suspect they’re rehabilitated worker cottages from earlier days, when the pond was worked for ice. An old ice house still remains and has be
converted to a Boys and Girls Club. I meet a gravel path just past the small parking lot and am in Spy Pond Park.

The park is just coming to life at this time of the year with budding trees and a body of water that’s still fresh and clean. Ducks and geese roam the banks and the old, bent trees dip gracefully into the water.

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This is the pond, my five minute retreat from the world. There are other people here, but mostly it’s me, accompanied by bird song.

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It’s peaceful and I need peace. More than that I need a place that’s blossoming to natural life.

Can you hear the birds?

Posted in House, Kitchen, Nature, Seasons, Spring

Ah-yep, We’re in For a Nor’eastah

Get out the raincoats!

Nor’easters. Nasty bit of New England weather. We’re due for one this week and I think it’s already started. Wind, rain and plenty of bluster. I went out this morning when the sun was still shining in a bright blue sky and returned just as the clouds were rolling in. I’ve been sequestered in my office all day since then. I’ve gotten quite a bit of work done. Thank goodness for Amazon Prime music.

This weekend will probably be, well, a washout. On another note, our contractor came by this morning to lay out a temporary kitchen, since they’re going to start demolition on our kitchen on Tuesday. We’ll have a small fridge, microwave, toaster oven and coffee pot. They even brought in a table so we could have a place to put them.

The beginning of a mess
The beginning of a mess

Good think it’s going to be stormy this weekend, because we have a whole kitchen to clear out. I got a start on it last weekend, but the whole thing’s got to be cleared out by Monday. Packing boxes? Check. Garbage bags for all the junk that’s accumulated in a foodie’s kitchen for the past 16 years? Check.

Posted in Nature, Seasons, Spring, Weather

Signs of Spring

There’s not much blooming outside, but I’m feeling hopeful. The weather has been warming and I think (I think!) I’m seeing the merest of buds on the trees. There’s definitely some action on the spring bulb front. Not much, bit its letting us know that, yes they’re still there – they haven’t forgotten us.

The days are a bit longer and I’ve been tempted to visit a park or two. Caught a nice lowering-sun vista a few days ago, along with some absolutely gorgeous early evening skies. Very nice.

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Posted in Christmas, Just Bitching, Nature, Winter

Moon Base

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Who left the door open??

It’s finally winter – and I hate it. We don’t have pretty snow. We have a light cover and very fierce winds. It’s really cold and there’s nothing to compensate for it: no snow-dappled trees or the satisfying crunch of my boots as I walk through the white world.

No, it’s just disgusting. The sound of the wind outside makes me feel like staying in bed all day. Mind you, this is pretty much the way it’s supposed to be in January (minus the snow pack). We’ve all been spoiled by the mild winter up until now. We were practically in shirtsleeves outside at Christmas. Now it’s like my image of a moon base – barren and cold. Yikes!