Tag Archives: weather
Three Seasons on the Line
The oak leaves have turned from brown to crispy. They’re falling, and I still can’t resist kicking my way through them on the path. The birches and beeches are still yellow; the yellow is thinning but it’s still enough to … Continue reading
Laundry Doesn’t Lie
Seems everyone’s mumbling and grumbling and wondering “Where’s spring?” as if chilly weather in mid-May were unusual, alarming even. Every year in early May I’m convinced I missed the shadbush blooming, ghost flowers floating in woods where the oaks are … Continue reading
M is for Mud #AtoZChallenge
Mud season generally comes round in early spring, when thawing earth and April showers turn fields, dirt roads, and back yards into quagmires. (Hmm. Maybe Q is for Quagmire? I won’t know till I get there.) Except this year, when … Continue reading
Nor’easter
We’re in the middle of one. Locally the term is often pronounced “no’theastah,” but I’m one of those rhotic New Englanders (meaning I pronounce my r’s, most of them), so I’ll spell it the way I say it. They’re also … Continue reading
Late October on the Line
My #1 technique for surviving reasonably sane in these bizarre, bewildering, and outrageous times is to relish as much as possible the small satisfactions of daily life, like walking with my dog, working on my novel, baking bread (and occasionally … Continue reading
Spring Snow
March didn’t come in like a lion this year. This year March came in like an unobtrusive house guest who never gets underfoot and maybe even helps out in the kitchen. Once she got comfortable, she threw her weight around … Continue reading
Old Boots, New Boots
Old boots passed their prime at least a year ago. They leaked. Duct tape didn’t stick. They needed to be replaced, but other needs were more pressing. All winter I wore my higher, warmer boots. They don’t leak. Long about … Continue reading
Blizzard
After being briefly upstaged by missing-plane porn and Crimea porn, weather porn staged a comeback. It was no ordinary storm incoming, it was worst storm ever and it was heading straight for us. Well, OK, not straight for Martha’s Vineyard, … Continue reading
Red Sky at Morning
Sunrise this morning came in sunset colors. I knew it wasn’t sunset because my front door faces east and it was about 6:30 a.m. Red sky at morning Sailors take warning Hoo boy, sailors — forget about “take warning.” Run … Continue reading
Sandy Passes On
Not being a TV watcher, I didn’t know if Sandy was a boy or a girl. Was Sandy short for Alexander or Alexandra, or was this Sandy named for his or her red hair? Yesterday was Sandy Day. Schools were … Continue reading
