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Musings on a (not quite) Winter Morning

I generally love living out in the country - I've even converted my city boy of a husband - but there are some downsides to living out in the middle of nearly nowhere.  Take yesterday, for example (please!).  Most of you might view a half-hour commute to work as a long ride, but that half hour turned into an hour and a half as a huge snow storm dumped a nearly two feet of snow on top of the six inches we already had.  I made in, but it was dicey.  Getting home was even more so.  The place where I work is in something of a basin, and going out of it requires climbing hills . . . not a pleasant prospect in a city where plowed streets are a luxury even on days when its possible for the plows to keep up.  So, add another two hours onto the commute home, white-knuckling it most of the way.  My new car (yes, I broke down and bought one) was pretty good, but getting traction up a 10% grade in stop and go traffic was no easy thing.  It was snowing so hard I had to get out several times while I was stopped and brush the snow off of the side and back windows so I could see.  No fun.

But there *are* some compensations.  :-)  This was the view from my front window this morning:







And there was a great deal of traffic at our bird feeders this morning:  Cardinals, Blue Jays, Downy and Red-Bellied Woodpeckers, Red and White Breasted Nuthatches, Chickadees, Tufted Titmice, Dark-Eyed Juncos, Goldfinches, Rose-Breasted Grosbeaks, House Finches, and White-Crowned Sparrows all partook of the banquet this morning.  Now, if only I could stay home and enjoy it! 

It's still lightly snowing, even though the clouds have broken, and we're expected to have another inch before the day is done.  Miss M has her Holiday Orchestra Concert tonight, so I'm hoping it will stop before then.  In the meantime, back to the salt mines! 

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lash_larue
Dec. 9th, 2010 06:59 pm (UTC)
That is lovely, especially from far below the Mason-Dixon line.

I spent 10 years or so in Mass, several of them plowing snow for a wilderness camp, and I recall it...

Juncos were a favorite of my mother, such happy little things.

And in regards to the Divine Miss M, I have finally realized who she puts me in mind of. And while this might not be precisely comforting to the mother of a young girl, from strictly an appearance standpoint I think it has to be complimentary, and is certainly intended as such...

Alyssa Milano, but prettier.

As a further digression, and since this past year has just flat sucked for my family, this Christmas I have simply decided without asking to kind of adopt yours, and be thankful that that beautiful little girl still has her mother with her, and that her father still has his wife.

There is always a bright light somewhere, thank you for showing me this one.

Should you decide to take issue with this, please bear in mind that I am doubtless bigger and meaner than you are. But not tougher.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.
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albalark
Dec. 10th, 2010 03:18 am (UTC)
Everything is suddenly very blurry and I'm having a hard time seeing the keyboard to type. What an immense honor you are doing me - I am just speechless. Consider yourself adopted right back, my dear.

I am so sorry that it's been such a rough year for your family and you, and I am humbled by your generosity. I don't even have to try to be grateful for each day - even the ones that suck - because any day I'm in is a good one. I just wish that your cousin had been as fortunate as I have been. Leukemia has ripped holes in so many hearts. That you are so unselfish in such deep grief is astonishing. Thank you. And welcome to my family, Lash. Life will take no quarter from either of us, I'd wager. :-)

P.S. I'm so out of popular culture, I actually had to go look Alyssa Milano up. I can see what you mean when I look at the pictures of her as a youngster. I'd rather put off the day she looks like the adult version for a little while yet. :-)