We are back from a few days at Lake Placid in the middle of the Adirondacks Forest Preserve. The preserve is a stunning place, and huge, over 6 million acres. It’s dotted with towns and privately held property, but almost half the area is public land, ours. With so little going right in our country…
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At 4:30 this morning Venus and the waning crescent moon were brilliant in the still dark sky, just a few degrees up from the horizon. By 6:00, the sky was light, but they were still faintly visible, Venus just a pinpoint, high in the sky. I never mind waking up at night here because the…
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On the drive into Cooperstown the roadside is decorated with orange day lilies, blue corn flower, and white Queen Anne’s lace, all about knee or thigh high. At ankle height there are yellow coltsfoot. The mullen, with its floppy pale green leaves and its spire of yellow florettes has risen to shoulder height. There are…
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The Old People Pantcuffs rolled, and in old shoes,they stumble over the rocks and wade outinto a cold river of shadowsfar from the fire, so far that its warmthno longer reaches them. And its light(but for the sparks in their eyeswhen they chance to look back)scarcely brushes their faces. Their earsare full of night: rustle…
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At a time when human life is under so much stress from a new virus and an old injustice, it’s a relief to be living in the midst of so much non-human life. Here, there are five brilliant little goldfinches. I see them sitting in the tiny maple in the front yard, and later behind…
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Charlie and I walked down to the mailbox to post a card for Rowan’s sixth birthday and pick up the mail. I might have missed the small hole in the soft dirt on the shoulder of Gulf Road about 10 feet from the mailbox if Charlie hadn’t been so interested in it. Once I looked…
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Following in my mother’s footsteps, I’m an introvert. She would hardly have noticed a shelter in place order, except that instead of going out for dinner they would have had takeout. She would have greatly missed regular visits with Tamar, monthly visits with Aviva, and much less frequent visits with me, but it would only…
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It’s been such a long time since I’ve written, and I can’t really say why. So much has happened. We went to California in February and had lovely visits with family and friends. We came back on March 4th, just as the awareness of the virus was finally starting to hit the US. In the…
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We went to the Farmers’ Market Saturday morning ahead of the snow. Carrots, sweet potato, cabbage, apples, local gouda, fantastic cardamom buns, and a loaf of crusty caramelized onion bread. There isn’t much of a selection, but we are happy to support Heller Farms and the other local vendors who tough it out through the…
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