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The photo of Zen on his own was taken yesterday afternoon, as was the photo of Jay in the snow. I missed the shot of Jay feeding Zen an apple, but Zen had a lovely smile. You see the house from the back behind Jay.  The lower windows are our kitchen, and the higher ones…
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We woke to lovely showers with the new water heater yesterday, no more scalding hot water and no worry about having enough.  But after breakfast there was suddenly no water at all.  Dan and Jay went out in the eleven degree morning to look at the pump (no city water or sewer out here).  Dan…
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It has been a white day on our hill, and often very windy.  We’ve had snow falling or blowing or both all day. The ground is white, the air is white, so many shades and densities.  On the ground, the snow is solid, and it reflects whatever light there is. Above it the moving snow…
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When I was a kid we spent the school year in an apartment, first in The Bronx and later in the Westchester suburb, Mamaroneck. Life was constrained.  There was the space of the apartment, there were the demands of school and its schedule, there were expectations for what we would wear and how we would…
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  It’s too cold to take any new pictures today, although at 26, it’s a lot warmer than it was this morning.  But I wanted to see if I could figure out how to include photos, so I’ll experiment with some old ones.  Wow!  There they are.  Only took me 15 tries to make it…
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January 30, 2018 Snowyhill today, a steady fall since morning. We had deer visiting, four just the other side of Zen’s fence, and a large herd, at least eight, down on the far side of the valley to the east at the edge of our neighbors woods. It’s easy to enjoy the sight of them…
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January 29, 2018 Twenty six degrees this morning.  I’m sure a day will come when I hardly notice the temperature, but it is still a little stunning. With the rain and warm weather yesterday (all the way up to 60!) the snow has virtually all melted, but the wet grass has frozen overnight.  Charlie’s little…
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