Frosty sunrise

Sunrise warming up the trees at the back of the pond

The ice sheet covering the pond was smooth as glass this morning.  I had a strong urge to step on to the ice and see how far I could glide across it.  Not far, I suspect.  The ice isn’t thick enough to hold a person, any person.  Even the animals must be unsure of it as I didn’t see any little paw or claw prints anywhere.

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Abstracts in nature

There’s not much new in the Bogs today.  Well, that’s not true.  It’s a new day and I bet there are all sorts of new things happening.  The ice forming on top of the pond, for instance.  The temperature was 16 degrees (F) when I woke up this morning.  A few more cold nights like that and the pond will be frozen over.

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Frosted Queen Anne’s Lace

In the sheltered heart of the clumps last year’s foliage still clings to the lower branches, tatters of orange that mutter with the passage of the wind, the talk of old women warning the green generation of what they, too, must come to when the sap runs back.

~ Jacquetta Hawkes

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Rain and frost

Saturday morning sun salutation

We’re on our third day of rain here in Ohio.  That seems to be the pattern lately.  A warm day or two, then three days of rain.  The Bogs are turning into ponds and lakes.

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The just-in-case post

I should be home, but you never know how these things will go.   I am a strong believer in having a back-up plan.  A just-in-case.  Not that life always gives us time for such arrangements.  There are times when we have to fly by the seat of our pants.  And times when we prefer it that way.

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Laptop dance


My computer, at the ripe old age of 5 months, is broken.  The poor thing is so sick that it stops working after a few clicks here and there.  It is still under warranty and after exhausting all at-home repair possibilities (including cleaning out the virus that started this round of computer illness), I have concluded that it will have to go back to the place where it was born to be looked at, diagnosed, and fixed.

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A walk into winter

A walk into winter

Jack Frost paid us a visit last night and gave us a taste of things to come.

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