This morning’s darkness is no match for the car’s headlights going down the street. My neighbor’s solar lights, as well as my own, push back the night to define boundaries of sidewalk and garden. Well-marked paths, these; you can’t miss them. I suppose many things must be taken into account when planners are mapping out […]
Jan 11, 2014
Shining Moments
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I don’t get much in my mailbox any more–I don’t mean my virtual mailbox, but the actual metal box where the mailman stops almost every day. Oh, lots of advertisements find their way there and bills, and flyers, but very few letters. Times have changed! But yesterday, I got the neatest, fat, colorful envelope from […]
Jan 10, 2014
Commemoration of a Happy Event
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For the first time in a long time, the temperature was above freezing when I woke up. The ground is wet but the snow–where did it go? Will we have more? My snowman indicator has not changed positions on the mantel and he keeps his secretive smile. Does he know something I don’t? Yesterday the […]
Jan 7, 2014
In Winter’s Grip
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Just a few feet away, outside my window on the world, harsh cold grips the landscape in merciless hands. Snow outlines yards and rooftops, bringing white shapes out of the darkness. No longer do I see the neighborhood cats wandering down the street. Hopefully, they all have homes and warm cushions on which to curl […]
Jan 5, 2014
Polar What?
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It isn’t often that we in Northwest Arkansas get a visitor from the North Pole, well, except. of course,for Santa Claus. So far as I know, it is arriving uninvited and it is not a quiet type but makes itself known in a big way. The meteorologists are calling it a Polar Vortex. It is […]
Jan 3, 2014
Frost Flying
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Yesterday morning, we had a dusting of snow which probably has nothing to do with a natural phenomenon I witnessed. The temperature was about 13 degrees, the sun was shining and I was briefly out of doors. Minute, shimmering flecks danced in the air. The air was filled with them. It wasn’t snow; as I […]
