Last winter, on a sunny day when a cold wet snow blanketed the ground and tree limbs were naked, I sat by the lake with Rabia and wondered if the rolling white fields I was seeing across the lake … [Read more...]
Under the Snow
Across the thumb-shaped north end of the lake, if your vantage point is near the mouth of the Lake Tunnel, there is a puffed up open expanse of farmland. By my reckoning it runs between the Geneva … [Read more...]
Snow Thief
I was going to write about America falling apart at the seams (a la David Brooks NYT 1/13/22), but then it snowed. Snow can be magical even as it can be overwhelming, dangerous, and disruptive. A … [Read more...]
New World
Outside the plow is scrapping two inches of snow off the road. My sidewalk required shoveling this morning too. In short, winter has arrived in our small corner of the world. Preparing for winter … [Read more...]