Two scary stories
One of the holiday gifts his parents gave the boy was a blow gun, which he loved. It was not a toy for small children, to be sure.
winter
Yesterday’s letter
Chief Stan tells me you don’t have any snow there yet, but when you do, there may be sledding in the plans.
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A story from childhood
But it ended with my mother running out into the snow in her stocking feet. And me sitting in a chiropractor’s office.
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Tips for surviving winter
Confession: For the first month or two of winter, I revel in the coziness, the hot drinks, the layers of hoodies and afghans. And then at some point (December 26th, maybe) I switch strategies, and begin ignoring the weather out of existence… because I simply can’t hang in there that long without becoming claustrophobic. Here’s
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That time of year / Giveaway results
This is the time of year when I finally give the season a name: I call it This Horrible Winter That Never Ends. Then I feel badly, because it is rather terrible to look a thing in the eyes and label it something cruel. This is the time of year when A Boatload of Snow
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Horatian Ode to a Meadville Winter
With deepest apologies to Horace, Keats, Shelley, Rossetti, and anyone else who ever created something beautiful. Also to my grandmother and my first-grade teacher, who expected better. * Season of clouds, of barren gray and dun Close bosom-friend of darkness. What is sun? A thing of faerie. Bitterest wind, and snow on snow Relentless misery
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Comedy of errors
Confession: It’s been that kind of week. It’s February in Meadville, where we have two options left open to us: to ignore the winter entirely, or to give up and wallow in it like swamp invertebrates. I looked up the weather forecast and it’s unbroken clouds for a week to come. My brain is filled
January phenomenon
Brethren, it is flat COLD out there. Today I saw something I’ve never seen before in my life: the wind had rolled its own snowballs. They call em snow rollers. I hear they’re all over facebook in my town, and an Ohio article today featured some cool pictures. I feel really honored that the wind
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