Sojourn Chronicles
Rising early to nature’s call,
the pulling back of the patio-door curtains
revealed some of nature’s finest.
That moment before sunrise,
when the sun’s light shines on the bottom of clouds
and turns the scene beautiful hues of pink and orange.
All is silent except for
the occasional visit by the hummingbirds
and the beating of their wings hovering at the feeders.
See you on the highway.
Brent
Meteorology is a science, but also a guessing game. Put together all the forecasting models to get a picture of what is to come, and you prepare for that. But, every now and then, Mother Nature has a different plan as she did last night. Accumulated snow was two to three times more than predicted. We were expecting one to three inches. We got six+.
It didn’t take that long to move the snow, our sidewalks and drive are not that big.
The snow may be a bit of inconvenience, but it also produces a bit of art, like our lower level windows.
More snow and ice is forecast for tonight and into tomorrow.
See you on the highway.
Brent
See you on the highway.
Brent
What a year it has been. Or, has not been is more like it. Self-isolation has been the standard operating procedure. Staying home. Wearing masks when running the necessary errands to sustain life. Eliminating travel.
Staying safe created a horrible, lonely year, and in review, I made a short list of all the things I have missed.
Things I missed:
Using the internet and technology, I found a way to stay in touch with friends. Maybe you have too. Do you Zoom?
Things I managed to do:
Yeah. What a year. 2021 starts tomorrow, and vaccinations are just around the corner. Can I start planning now?
See you on the highway.
Brent
Today is the last day of November. The 30th. It seems like the year has gone by so fast, and yet perilously slow as caution and quarantine take priority.
The weather has finally turned. What was a comfortable temperature in the low to mid fifties, is now in the mid to low thirties, raining and forecasts of the first snow that will slow down traffic and cause a little havoc on the roads and highways.
For the most part, the flowerbeds have been cleaned. The hydrangea have been cut back and hostas trimmed of their wilting leaves. It is hibernation time for the plants, and feels the same within the house.
It is a curious time going into winter. Outside activities are being replaced with indoors. Daylight is dwindling still, and yet only three weeks remain before this globe of ours starts its path around the sun to a place when a minute here and there of daylight will be added to our days. I am already anxious for that.
See you on the highway.
Brent