A coolish Memorial Day weekend, don’t put the wool away yet. Our third market at Great Barrington, our first at Copake-Hillsdale Saturday felt more like early October than late May.
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a bushel of gumption, an ounce of grace
A coolish Memorial Day weekend, don’t put the wool away yet. Our third market at Great Barrington, our first at Copake-Hillsdale Saturday felt more like early October than late May.
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Though a bit chilly, windy and wet thus far, this May seems especially GREEN. So many shades of, yellowish spring green to Kelly green and so many shades– is it more than usual, or was I not paying attention before.
The blossoms look lush and wonderful, a prolific fruit year is tentatively predicted, making up for the sad losses of last year.
It is SPRING at les collines and the urge to speak in all caps is taking hold.
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Cross posting under Daily Grace and les collines, because the 15-year old engine of this auto ode is so integral to both….
There is something that happens with the light around the time of the equinox, when the angle and distance between sun and earth produce exceptionally stunning, crisp stark reliefs of light and shadow….
We love the Faroe Island salmon as it is consistently buttery, flavorful, and is cleanly and sustainably farmed in the cold waters off Scotland….
Oh March, the weather is ricocheting from -5 to 55 and back again. There is more snow coming, and even those not affected by SAD are beginning to feel light- and warmth- deprived. Really good fresh fruit and vegetables seem like a dream. It is late winter in the Northeast….
Mirroring my query last summer of when is midsummer, actually, same goes for midwinter…in my book of course it is midway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox, which is right about now, 5th of February. But officially, midwinter is the winter solstice, go figure. It is also a key word in of one of my favorite carols, more proof that it happens around Christmas rather than a month and a half later as I prefer. Alas I am stubborn so for me, it will stay put where I have put it….
This is a post I intended to write many months ago– it was on a list of planned topics I sent to someone in November, with the parenthetical comment: non-political! That I finally got to writing it Inauguration weekend is a chance irony. But wow, what a weekend that was….
Hold on to those horses, we have a boatload of ground to cover. Because I never met a metaphor I didn’t like to mix.
Such a year, such an end of year….
Winter official two days ago, 5:44 a.m. the 21st. Though weather-wise it felt pretty well underway, with serious snow the Sunday before Thanksgiving and some real cold last week.
The local fruit now is all preserved in jars or awaits in the freezer to carry through a good part of the winter months. Sour cherries, Concord grapes, blackberries; rhubarb, strawberries, pears. And a good supply of local ginger will continue to contribute wholeheartedly to Chipped Pears, and soon our new Ginger Preserve.
Two days til Christmas and space to breath at last. Looking forward to writing in the Daily Grace mode soon. Til then, wishing all a good night xo