This morning, I stooped down to pick up a something on the floor. It jumped! So did I. The “something” was actually a small, black cricket. This is cricket weather–one of the signs that fall is approaching and summer is winding down. There are other clues that autumn is waiting in the wings, ready to […]
Dec 27, 2017
Whence Cometh Thou, O Brother North Wind?
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As if making up for the warm weather before Christmas, Old Man Winter and Old Brother North Wind have returned with a frigid breath and long, icy fingers. As I looked back at last year’s post, it was cold on this date a year ago too. I was working on By the Fright of the […]
