Amidst the Magic and the Snow

Last weekend, I was in Maryland, by way of the long and lovely Shenandoah Valley. We cam up through a light drizzle that fell on the fields of snow remaining from the snowfall the week before.  As always, the drive is beautiful and far too long but the company was...

The Omens of Snow, the Blessings of Fire and Ice

We’ve had some formidable days this bleak and educational February.  I have always found that the shortest month always seems longer than summer and usually attribute it to my birthday in early March. This February has been unduly long and we’ve had the...

And Now Come the Drips

 The deep unbroken silence of the last couple of days of thick soft snow has given way to the steady drip of icicles transforming into tiny rivers.  Who could have predicted a day as warm as this one, after those snowy ones?  It’s that queer mountain weather but...