And the Orchestra Played On. . .

 

A small and perplexing miracle

A sad quote (referencing the sinking of the Titanic, if you don't recognize it), accompanied by a hopeful image. 

I have no idea how an impatiens seed found it's way into my snake plant (the impatiens was outside, the snake plant inside), but it did. I saw it germinate a couple of months ago, and fortunately recognized it and let it grow. A friend of mine once said she loved volunteer plants so much. She would mimic raising her hand in that anxious way that grade schoolers do, and say "I want to be a sunflower!" or "I want to be an impatiens!". Very silly. And that's what I need in these not so silly days of despair. Of lies and misrepresentations. Of "J9 hostages", and condemnation of an honorable and incredibly productive administration. And all of these lies and misrepresentations met with cheers and clapping. From the American people. What have we done?

French Mountain again

 

 Still. This minor and perplexing miracle is a small thing to hold on to. Bright faces to cheer the subzero temperatures. Even Jasper has reservations about walking when it's -5F.

Fear not. I will not cheat you of his lovely face. Before the serious cold, we once again visited French Mountain. Cleats required for me, but Jasper does just fine skirting the ice flows. Now the cold is a bigger worry, and we'll try his booties this afternoon. He will not be a fan, I know, but his feet may be.

A face I never tire of

There is a lot of winter work to do, on the trails and the house. I've decided to start practicing my violin again. Don't hold me to it. Or maybe do hold me to it. I have made this decision before and had other things intervene. I still have this work-before-play obsession that keeps me from doing things I really want to do, but then I usually want to do the work, too. Pleasant tasks. But tasks nonetheless.

Indoor garden

I'll close with an image of my south window (note the newly repotted Boston Fern. . .I need to repot the larger one too, but it is grim work), and a short video of one of the Winter Streams on the Messalonskee Stream Trail. (click on the link below the image. . .)

 

 

 

Stream to Stream in Winter