tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post3599578542427595896..comments2024-03-21T03:35:20.539-04:00Comments on writing as jo(e): Cold winter airjo(e)http://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-7999513697248132142007-02-14T16:03:00.000-05:002007-02-14T16:03:00.000-05:00I love your pictures of the scenery around the mon...I love your pictures of the scenery around the monastery; the hills remind me of home.listiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03531432035830658570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-35479547442361775312007-02-14T10:28:00.000-05:002007-02-14T10:28:00.000-05:00Cool pix! I STILL WISH I could go to the Monaster...Cool pix! I STILL WISH I could go to the Monastery with yoU!!!!! XOXMary Stebbins Taitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10626507461216769140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-80787900176230014012007-02-13T23:50:00.000-05:002007-02-13T23:50:00.000-05:00beautiful pictures and lovely images. I am hoping...beautiful pictures and lovely images. I am hoping we have a snow day where I teach at night, although so far nothing much is going on outside.Sarah Sometimeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09415284135104217978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-28233969865479659302007-02-13T23:38:00.000-05:002007-02-13T23:38:00.000-05:00Linda: Well, it mostly only works for me when I'm...Linda: Well, it mostly only works for me when I'm on retreat. I mean, I live in climate with lots of cold winter air, and most of the time, I'm in some kind of fog ....<BR/><BR/>Artist Friend: I love your descriptions. What a great way to spend the afternoon. I wish I lived closer and could have taken that walk with you and the boy. <BR/><BR/>We're bracing for another storm here tonight -- they are saying another foot of snow and high winds. The kids are hoping for a snow day tomorrow.jo(e)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-37176693093673944912007-02-13T23:28:00.000-05:002007-02-13T23:28:00.000-05:00My son and I (both iced out of school) took a glor...My son and I (both iced out of school) took a glorious walk through our woods this afternoon--it was warm, icy and wet. The woods were a gorgeous extravaganza of icicles. We spent an hour scramling through the crusty wet snow, browsing the clear ice off of twigs and branches at mouth height. We saw our deer, who have been avoiding our yard all winter, and they were completely astonished to see people down there. They are hard on people's hostas, so they're generally disliked around here, but I love them. They brought the icy woods to pulsating life, and I'm pleased to share my garden with them in the summer. So on our walk, the rain kept falling, and the icicles kept lengthening, and then the trees started breaking down, to the extent that it was no longer safe to be out in the woods and we had to go home. Since then the rain hasn't stopped, and every drop freezes onto whatever it touches. Power transformers are blowing up all over the neighborhood, going off like cannon shots with peach colored lightning flashes, and the carnage with the trees is terrible. They're going down like bowling pins, on the streets and driveways, ripping into people's porches, and still the rain keeps falling and the ice keeps piling up. I picked up my wife, who had to work late, from the bus stop three hours ago, and in the time since, almost a full inch of glare ice has covered my car. Just as we got home, another power transformer right up the street blew, and it caught an ice-coated tree on fire, such is the unbearable energy those things channel to our houses. Our power has been out most of the night. A fireman was walking under a tree just as a gust of wind blew, right across the street, and a branch overhead cut loose with a sickening crack and hiss of cascading crystals. He scrambled, slipped and fell on the icy lawn, but the wood of the branch missed him, only lashing him with broken twigs and a mound of tubular ice shards. The rain keeps falling, and the trees keep crashing down. It's a beautiful and terrible night here in Rivertown.<BR/><BR/>Artist FriendAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-25056866401941377462007-02-13T22:45:00.000-05:002007-02-13T22:45:00.000-05:00I felt the cold winter air this morning as I was c...I felt the cold winter air this morning as I was clearing several inches of snow from my car. I don't remember it bringing clarity. I just remember it being cold. What am I doing wrong?Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03167212722339582049noreply@blogger.com