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Snowstorm in May

May 2, 2013:¬† We woke up to a power outage and a foot of snow on the ground. By noon, about 15″ had fallen, with everything outside looking pretty¬†shocked. Here’s my best lilac bush, which had buds and which was … Continue reading

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Snow, Again

April 23, 2013 – It snowed again. When we got up in the morning, another 3 inches of snow had arrived. On the front porch I saw these cute little tracks, probably from our possum: Either our possum, or a … Continue reading

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Notes from the Possum in my Backyard

I have lived most of my life in Minnesota. When I was growing up in the 70s and 80s, we didn’t have possums. Possums were rodents from rural Alabama, not Minnesota. I’m not sure why (I have my theories, such … Continue reading

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A Frosty Morning

Today is Saturday, so I slept in till about 8:30. When I finally got up, I looked outside and realized I was missing a perfectly sparkling morning outside. Before I even made coffee, I put on my boots and hat … Continue reading

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“Snow” by Frederick Seidel

Snow is what it does. It falls and it stays and it goes. It melts and it is here somewhere. We all will get there.

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A Mid-October Reminder from Emily Bronte

Fall has always been a difficult time of year for me. Pretty leaves only fall and blow away; Halloween is an unappealing and stupid “holiday” and I dread the most superficial of holidays in the United States, Thanksgiving and Christmas. … Continue reading

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Nemerov Got This One Right – a Poem

“Because You Asked About the Line Between Prose and Poetry” by Howard Nemerov Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle That while you watched turned into pieces of snow Riding a gradient invisible From silver aslant to random, white, and … Continue reading

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