Posts Tagged 'snow'


grasses snow

When clouds reach down to touch the trees,
Their sides snag on tree branches
Dragging against edges until —
Tear, rip, torn —
They spill onto the fields.
Snow drifts against the hedgerows.

© rjn, January 11, 2018

Quick notes on the poem: this was written after watching grey clouds race low across the sky, then seem to struggle in the trees on top of a hill. In the struggle, they dumped snow in an abrupt misty downpour. By the end, the clouds had disappeared into the other clouds above them. All that was left was a fine grit of snow over everything.

If I were a cartoonist, I would have drawn the snow squall as cloud ghosts who were wringing their hands and wailing, while the edges of their wrappings got tangled in the branches.

A bit like the inside of a spun sugar Easter egg

Well, snowpocalypse only lightly dusted us — an inch of normal snow, with what looks like sanding sugar dumped on top. The corner of Church and Graveyard has bits of green grass sticking out of the snow, and our garden shed has never looked better.

Judging from weather reports, family up in Boston and Cape Cod have woken up to the blizzard on their doorstep. I suspect if the storm had been a wee bit slower, we would have seen more, and for once they plowed and treated the road behind the house.

I’m ignoring the whole matter tonight, and have just read in the BBC news that the Smithsonian might move an outpost to the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park. What do people in the UK think about it? What US science or cultural items would be welcome there?

Knitting progress, and glimmerings of new projects

Now that I’ve gotten back to the States, I’ve been going pretty fast (for me) on the Miami Vice/Tequila sunrise socks. (You’ll note they were started in October of last year, oh readers with Rav access. Yes. I knit pretty slowly.) As normal for a pair of socks, I need to tink back a little and add 2 more repeats before I restart the toes of the second sock (I got a little excited and started the decrease too soon, possibly while distracted by the US Figure Skating Championships. These were an optimistically started Christmas present until I decided maybe the recipient would enjoy a jar of quince jelly if she didn’t know about the socks. 🙂

Although, given the weather we’re scheduled to get this evening and tomorrow, and then Tuesday morning, perhaps the socks would have been very welcome warmth and color. I suspect there will be a lot less snow than the weatherpeople claim, but it sounds like areas to the north are going to be be busy digging out.

I’ve bought another bit of yarn (socks or another cowl) by Tempting Ewe Yarns called “Ewe so Sparkly” in the color Pixie. I need to think about whether it will be better as accent yarn with another sock yarn, or make a really sparkly cowl. Also, late last year I bought a kit to make a fair isle wrap (The Gardener pointed out the kit to me). This may be my year of selfish knitting, because I can’t imagine anyone else in the family who would ever wish to wear either.

So, is anyone else’s knitting for 2015 turning out to be for themselves and not for others for a change?

A wintry depression is in town

crocusesStill gusty outside. There’s still snow. But we had daffodils starting in the sun trap, right before the last blast of snow. I picked one so it could bloom in the kitchen. I know there are crocuses under the snow, because I took a picture of them in full bloom on Saturday, when we had a nice day. This evening, even though it was cold outside there was enough light for a quick walk outside with the Gardener, before things got too cold. We’re trying not to let the winter become too depressing. It’s still March, after all, and its often weird with icky weather.

At least I’m not in Cape Cod. Or further north. Right now, it’s just cold with warmer, rainy weather scheduled for the weekend.

Visualizing a lawn of green

Visualizing a lawn of green

Blue skies overhead, banks of flowers on either side, and maybe a hammock for a summer’s day (no mosquitoes in my fantasy, thank you). But in the meantime, I think there’s more snow shoveling tomorrow. But at least it’s not flooding. How are you holding up?

Still snowing…

This recent storm started yesterday, at around 6:40 PM, when I stopped to get gas for my car. Lots of mad lines at the filling station, while people stared at the sky. We had a brief 4 hours without snow falling from the skies, so we could clear out. It started sleeting, then back to snow at dinner time. We’ve seen rather more of the Olympics than I expected. There are people competing with short sleeves on, as they ski. And I think maybe someone mistakenly sent us Sochi’s snow.

It’s quite beautiful. Wonder if they want it back?

What is a four letter word that falls from the sky



Map here:

The NOAA site is wonderful (the link I think will allow you to visit other parts of the site too). I think they should start up a collection among all us weather geeks, so we can help fund it, just in case the US Government decides we don’t need early warnings about tides, currents, blizzards, and tornadoes.

Looks like the rest of the week is clear for my area, though. So maybe I can get ready for Christmas/family events. It’s a busy month.

Untitled – after snowstorm 2

Untitled by rjknits
Untitled, a photo by rjknits on Flickr.

It’s been a rough few days. They say more snow on Saturday. By then, I think I’ll be able to shovel again. But lovely for landscapes.

Reading: Winter Walk by John Clare

holly-wideWinter Walk

“The holly bush, a sober lump of green
Shines through the the leafless shrubs all brown and grey,
And smiles at winter, be it ever so keen,
With all the leafy luxury of May. ” John Clare, 1832-1835.

Read the rest of Winter Walk at Poetry cat here:

It’s a very visual poem. I’m sitting here, thinking about the day “In winter’s loaded garment keenly blows/ and suddenly turns her back on falling snows…” That’s what the weather was like yesterday, with wind blowing as though it was being chased by pelting snow and ice. And holly trees I assume were once “holy trees”, but maybe I’m simplifying. So, if you’re holed up against round 2 of the “wicked winter weather in the East” as one news media announcer called it (sounds like a character from the Wizard of Oz, actually), what are you reading? I’m finding poetry to be the most restful. Bellman and Black nearly done, and overdue at the library.

Snow in early December

snowyfigtreeIt’s quite beautiful. Although I hope we won’t get the ice cover they’re predicting. I spent part of the morning shoveling out. It doesn’t look like I did anything now. But I shouldn’t feel bad — the local church got plowed out, and now their lot is covered again. The neighbor across the way shoveled, and now he needs to redo his work. Hopefully the fig tree doesn’t mind the snow and possibility of freezing rain.

So, it’s a day for shoveling, then sitting by the fire, drinking hot cocoa and knitting on mittens.  Maybe baking cookies for Christmas, then freezing them.

Although with all this talk of weather, I went to the site to see what was going on in other parts of the USA. It gives my cold toes a bit of perspective. I found that they have a museum installation that’s in London, in Paris, and in lots of places around the USA: Science on a Sphere. Details on what it is are at this link.

So, how about you? What’s the weather like? (everyone in my family asks that when you call. I’d assume everyone else has the same sort of conversation with their loved ones at a distance.)