I'm not all nature, transcendental thought, love and Peace. I do love hockey. The skill, the speed, the excitement, sticking up for teammates. The fights are fun at times. So there I said it.
I love the Flyers. I miss watching their games living in the NE. Generally I follow on my phone app.
I have a pair of Flyers earrings that have magical powers. Tonight I forgot to wear them ended in a shoot out. I put them on and wa-la. Flyers victory.
Congrats Philadelphia Flyers!! Good job!!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
More mailboxes
Observations on my morning run...
It's one of those places you cross the road for your mail. All the boxes are buried in the snow drifts. Many look like baby birds with their mouths hanging wide open waiting for someone to drop a letter in. Amazing how nature affects our lives without us considering it.
It's one of those places you cross the road for your mail. All the boxes are buried in the snow drifts. Many look like baby birds with their mouths hanging wide open waiting for someone to drop a letter in. Amazing how nature affects our lives without us considering it.
Monday, January 31, 2011
January 31
1854 HDT
"The winter, cold and bound out as it is, is thrown to us like a bone to a famishing dog, and we are expected to get the marrow out of it....Some desert the field and go into winter quarters in the city.
But the winter was not given to us for no purpose. We are tasked to find out and appropriate all the nutriment it yields. If it is a cold and hard season, its fruit, no doubt, is more concentrated and nutty.
The seasons were not made in vain. Because the fruits of the earth are already ripe, we are not to suppose that there is no fruit left for winter to ripen. It is for man the seasons and all their fruits exist. The winter was made to concentrate and harden and mature the kernel of his brain, to give tone and firmness and consistency to his thought. Then is the greatest harvest of the year, the harvest of thought."
This is one of my favorite entries into his journal. I love the power of his convictions in this. the beginning is so strong and definite and carries it's weight all the way through. I have read this one over and over. It really affects me and has new meaning with each reading.
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"The winter, cold and bound out as it is, is thrown to us like a bone to a famishing dog, and we are expected to get the marrow out of it....Some desert the field and go into winter quarters in the city.
But the winter was not given to us for no purpose. We are tasked to find out and appropriate all the nutriment it yields. If it is a cold and hard season, its fruit, no doubt, is more concentrated and nutty.
The seasons were not made in vain. Because the fruits of the earth are already ripe, we are not to suppose that there is no fruit left for winter to ripen. It is for man the seasons and all their fruits exist. The winter was made to concentrate and harden and mature the kernel of his brain, to give tone and firmness and consistency to his thought. Then is the greatest harvest of the year, the harvest of thought."
This is one of my favorite entries into his journal. I love the power of his convictions in this. the beginning is so strong and definite and carries it's weight all the way through. I have read this one over and over. It really affects me and has new meaning with each reading.
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Friday, January 28, 2011
a walk in the winter woods
"the snow falls on no two trees alike, but the forms it assumes are as various as those of the twigs and leaves which receive it." Henry David Thoreau 1841
Walked the pond path with short visit to the cabin site. I must say quite a workout! My legs were jelly at the end. I really must invest in snowshoes. Beautiful walk in the wintery woods. Walking up to the cabin site I imagined Louisa, Bronson or Ellery walking up that snowy bank to visit him.
The rock cairn completely covered; the sign up to the base.
Walked the pond path with short visit to the cabin site. I must say quite a workout! My legs were jelly at the end. I really must invest in snowshoes. Beautiful walk in the wintery woods. Walking up to the cabin site I imagined Louisa, Bronson or Ellery walking up that snowy bank to visit him.
The rock cairn completely covered; the sign up to the base.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Concord Center
On a clear beautiful winter day! As I was leaving the inn after watching the Flyers beat the Hawks!! That is always a good day.
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Snowy Scenes
Middlesex County, Massachusetts. January 18, 2011
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Wintery Walk
They predicted 1-3" from this storm. It's not even mid-day and I have cleared more than 3" off my car. The roads haven't been plowed and walking is tricky.
I ended my walk earlier than I wanted as the people with 4- wheel drive seem to think they are invincible. Usually there is very little traffic on this road.
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I ended my walk earlier than I wanted as the people with 4- wheel drive seem to think they are invincible. Usually there is very little traffic on this road.
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