Winter, Slumbering in the Open Air . . .

By , February 16, 2018

“And Winter, slumbering in the open air, wears on his smiling face a dream of spring!” —Samuel Taylor Coleridge

February snowfall on the Zeiger Homestead

Fresh February snow (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).

I love this line from Coleridge’s Work Without Hope, although I have little patience for the rest of the poem. How could I, living as my family and I do, have much patience for anyone, even a talented poet, who is so caught up in his own funk that he can’t appreciate Nature reawakening around him as February transforms from winter into spring.

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Our Water Returns!

By , February 13, 2018

Sunday evening, we sat upstairs watching a movie. Just short of the film’s climax, Aly suddenly asked me to hit “pause.” When I did, we listened for a second, until we heard what she had heard:

The sound  of running water.

After 11 days of frozen pipes, our water had returned (see Hygge NOT).

running water tap

A sweet sight! (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).

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