
They're talking possibly another two feet of snow or, worse, an ice storm. But no matter how wicked the weather, we have our cozy little house and its woodstove to keep us warm.
365/2011



OK--I've added a plural. These are the windows on the side of our little house, edged with an unusual fringe of icicles.




The Bible is one of the masterpieces of literature in our culture. I am privileged to serve as lector at Mass. This is the lectionary from which we read, opend to today's second reading.
We ate out with friends at a delightful place in Meriden that serve gluten free pizza--it's still such a treat for me! These tasty condiments sat in a rack on the side.
Nothing is more emblematic of winter in New England than a nor'easter. Today's storm depostited the highest snowfall in 24 hours in recorded history at Bradley Field north of Hartford. We got about two feet here in Kensington. After the worst of it was over and the plows had gone through, John and I went for a frigid walk to Paper Goods Pond. The snow was too deep to get near the shore, so I wasn't able to get close enough to capture the swirls of snow blowing over the surface of the pond. It's hard to believe that a few months ago, we were kayaking out there.


As I was walking through the office where I work, I came upon these two round tangerines sitting on a round plate.
A dock on the Connecticut River at Old Saybrook--the light there today was like that on the inside of a shell.
A long weekend with mild weather--a good opportunity to browse around West Hartford Center and stop for coffee at Barnes and Noble.