The first snow of the season is obscuring the ice patterns on the frozen ponds. Too bad. I meant to photograph the lovely patterns.
November 26, 2013
November 18, 2013
Just want to note that we woke to temps in the low sixties this morning and, after a little rain, the mosses on the garage roof are glowing a bright green. The rain did not last long since it was merely the tail end of a weather system passing far to the north in Canada.
It was nice to walk out without a coat. Sixty degrees no feels warm after a couple of nights in the twenties.
November 17, 2013
November 15, 2013
November 7, 2013
November 5, 2013
November 3, 2013
It means that at 6:30 in the morning, it’s already daylight in New Hampshire. It also means that we’ll be eating supper in the total dark.
October 29, 2013
True to my commitment that I’d not enroll in Medicare until all people of all ages have access to proper care, I persisted in my un-covered state until this week, seven years after becoming eligible and ten years after the spouse’s retirement from employment by the state of Florida. It wasn’t hard to stay un-covered. Although the Social Security Administration had been sending me helpful notices over the years, reminding me that I still hadn’t accumulated enough “quarters” to qualify for a pension, nobody bothered to take note of my 65th birthday and, presumably in the interest of saving paper and postage or the realization that it was now hopeless, the annual reminders of my dereliction stopped being delivered by the postman.
October 18, 2013
Live blogging on Amtrak in the Carolinas
I’m on the Palmetto, a train that originates in Savannah, Georgia and goes through to New York. Because of work on the tracks, the schedule has been shifted a couple of hours and the passenger load is not heavy. We just left Dillon, South Carolina. That’s north of Florence, which is about half way up the state.