Saturday, November 05, 2011

Winter Coming

 A few years ago we planted two fantasy maple trees:




They have grown steadily, and now provide some dramatic autumn color:



Hour by hour we edge closer and closer to Winter ... about 8 weeks away.

“There is a privacy about winter which no other season gives you …..
In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each
other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet
stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.”
- Ruth Stout


“Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold
is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered,
and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that
words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.”
- Plutarch, Moralia  


Autumn88 

Most photos taken by Karen Garofalo in our yard or in the local area.


Some words spoken in the summer quickly evaporated and
fled into into the heavens. These thoughts were dispersed to
the far corners of the earth. Ripening in the skies they waited.
Joining the great northern flow they came home and with the
long winter rains they were heard again on their mother soil.
They spoke gently of rebirth, renewal, and revitalization.


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