Too Much, Too Little

Feeling very "in between" these days. Oh, not like lots of folks, who have been going on about wanting it to be spring for weeks... or maybe months. I will say, though, that the warming trend that all but cleared our driveway yesterday -- after the end of the week storm that "only" redistributed enough …

"This I Believe…"

Darning a sock.I believe in mending.We have lots of sayings that mention mending: we mend fences, broken hearts, friendships.... or so our language says at this point. It seems, however, that we may well loose the meaning in the word as we loose the original meaning.Farmers I know still mend fences, but how many of …

Spring Comes to the Northlands

Yes, it does. Every year, in its own time. That is not the time of the calendar, nor, really, of the sun. Not of man (or woman, for that matter) for sure... but it comes. Every year.It comes first with the rising of the sap and the tapping of the maples. Buckets and taps and …

Sugar(ing) Moon

Many cultures name the full moons. The name I most often see associated with the March full moon is "worm moon." While worms may begin to become active or to be noticed in March in other places, here in the Northlands, they are still asleep deep underground, under (today) a deep white blanket.Some celebrate this …

March-ing On

It's winter, still, here in the northlands. And will be for a while yet, though the earth continues to move in it's cycle toward Vernal Equinox. Equinox is not, really, the beginning of spring here, but more like a promise... a whisper... as the days grow longer, of a spring-to-come.The fox that made an attempt …