The snow on the sidewalks this morning is excellent snow for footprints, rendering them in perfect detail. As snow is still falling, the tracks will soon be covered up, but for now each set of prints is easy to follow. What we have out there is research snow. Thus, after an hour’s field work, I… Continue reading Hypotheses and Hats
Strogoff and Tubas
One cold and exceedingly snowy winter when I was in my early twenties, I channeled Michael Strogoff. Strogoff is the hero of Jules Verne’s 1876 book; he was a courier to the tsar. No cold was too cold for Michael Strogoff. No snow was too deep. Michael Strogoff helped me walked to work and… Continue reading Strogoff and Tubas
Elves
When geese lit on Thurston Pond last week, the stripes that formed in the water in the wake of their landing took longer than usual to dissipate. The colder temperatures were changing the viscosity of the water. It was getting closer to becoming ice. The pond is entirely iced over now. Temperatures plummeted, and… Continue reading Elves
Second Snow
The second snow of the season is on the ground now, having arrived overnight. Unlike the first snow, this snow is sticking to sidewalks and roads. It’s quite wet, which means it’s also bringing down the last, stalwart leaves still clinging to trees. Rascal’s and my morning walk today took us past a house… Continue reading Second Snow
First Snow and T-Days Past
By way of an opening conversational gambit, yesterday morning, my beloved chose, “Thank you.” “For what?” I responded, intelligently. “For not telling me it snowed,” he clarified. “I didn’t know until I looked out the window at the top of the stairs and saw snow on the roofs.” “Lucky you. I knew… Continue reading First Snow and T-Days Past
Leaves and Quilt
When Sue and I were out walking last Friday, we spied Loris working outside in her yard. We asked her whether she were setting a good example for the rest of us by raising the bar so virtuously high. “I don’t know about that,” she answered, “but it is a bit of an adventure… Continue reading Leaves and Quilt
Grandmothers’ Recipes
We came up with a home truth in French class this morning: grandmothers need to pass along their recipes. We were discussing recipes our families enjoy, and Daryl broke down the details of how she prepares beef brisket. The version her family likes takes quite some time to prepare. It also includes strong coffee as… Continue reading Grandmothers’ Recipes
Skittering Leaves
Opening the blind on the window at the top of the stairs, one morning this week, gave me a view of sunrise I haven’t seen before. Mostly, I kind of wince when I open that blind, still missing the maple tree we had to take down last summer. The wince has been more pronounced,… Continue reading Skittering Leaves
Maples
On the way to French class this morning, I saw a student-age woman taking a picture of the maple tree on the southwest corner of Plymouth Road and Huron Parkway. She was not the first person I’ve seen photographing that tree. It’s a maple and, particularly in its orange glory at the height of… Continue reading Maples
Swannage and Decorations
“There’s a lot of swannage on this lake,” I said to my husband as we descended the steep and twisting path down to Ypsilanti’s Ford Lake. About twenty swans were visible in the portion of the reservoir we could see. It’s an odd little lake, only thirty feet at its deepest, and outstanding at producing… Continue reading Swannage and Decorations