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—
“the poetry of earth is never dead.”
-john keats, from ‘on the grasshopper and cricket.’
Apr22
Category Archives: weather
Jan31
unbroken unity.
nothing like the feel of
walking on a lake of solid ice
remembering how it felt
swimming in its warm water
pure magic
“in the arctic, the inuit say water and land are the same;
they’re an unbroken unity.
in the winter, you travel on the ice because it’s the linkage and the easiest way,
and in the summer, you move around on the water.”
*-john ralston saul
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*John Ralston Saul (born 1947) is a Canadian writer, political philosopher, and public intellectual. His work is known for being thought-provoking and ahead of its time, leading him to be called a “prophet” by Time and to be included in Utne Reader’s list of the world’s leading thinkers and visionaries.
May22
high tide.
after
a lot, a lot, a lot
of rain
the river rose high
up and over
paths washed out
nice to intersect
where the land met the water
with this very happy dad
following his wife and son
in kayaks
making their way
through what was very recently
a grassy playground
on island park
paddling through to the river
“ever think you’d find yourself paddling here?”
“no, but i’m so, so happy that i am!”
—
“celebrate the success of others. high tide floats all ships.”
-susan elizabeth phillips
Dec22
the heat is on.
(similar to a typical group I saw running into target today)
just a few days to go before christmas
it’s sunny and almost 50 degrees
in the lower peninsula of michigan
out come
the shorts, the sandals, the sunglasses, the smiles
the coats stay behind
close your eyes
feels almost like summer
we are a hardy lot.
—
“heat is heat.”
Mar15
find the safe spot.
after enjoying a day that finally hit a balmy 60 degrees (above zero!)
when home and relaxing at last
the tornado sirens started blasting
tv news was covering the local map live
updating the movement of the storm minute by minute
texts from the sheriffs buzzed saying to take cover.
because i live in an old cottage with no basement to be found
i went to my safe room (aka the bathroom) to hang out for a while
luckily, my natural survival instincts kicked in
and i took the following items with me to ride out the weather:
phone, laptop. chargers, flashlight, book, hot tea,
and for some unexplained reason –
an uncooked spaghetti squash.
i then decided that i might as well just take a lavender bath
enjoy my book and tea
and let the chips/cottage fall as they may
no worries.
balance was quickly restored
when the weather soon passed us by
and best of all
my spaghetti squash was still intact.
—
“there is a safe spot within every tornado. my job is to find it.”
-david copperfield
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image credit: lush uk
Mar8
hint.
“Hint of spring showing up in upcoming weather pattern”
above is quote from our online paper
at this point in the year
i was really hoping for something more than just a hint.
seems like a burlesque version of a weather forecast to me
all optimistic style and not much substance.
after giving examples and explaining their reasons,
the article wrapped up with:
“This isn’t a permanent pattern change to feeling like spring. After the weekend we have temperatures dropping back to feeling like winter. If you add 10 to 20 degrees on, it won’t be too cold. It might remind you of spring. Time is on your side if you need spring. Just keep hanging in there.”
—
“one can never produce anything as terrible and impressive
as one can awesomely hint about.”
h. p. lovecraft
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credits: m. torregrossa, mlive
Feb5
messy.
once the rain came
and the temperature rose by 50 degrees
and the snow and ice turned
to slush, and mud, and dirty water
and the discovery of this
brought such a level of joy and celebration
to the sandbox
that it was immeasurable.
—
“childhood is messy and beautiful.”
-rachel martin
Jan29
cold.
when the high temperature for the day is below zero
it’s time to come in from the cold.
—
“in the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.”
― b
― b
Oct21
luster.
‘there is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky.’
-percy bysshe shelly
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i’m not sure about today’s
hail, rain, snow, sun, wind, lightning, and thunder.
i suppose some could classify these as ‘luster’,
but probably not ‘harmony.’
Aug15
how hot is it?
my candle quietly answers the question.
—
“what dreadful hot weather we have!
it keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.”
-jane austen
