Monthly Archives: January 2013

Another Wind Advisory

Day 31. A cold draft, pushed by sixty-miles-an-hour gusts, crept around the reading room window. The blue spruce trunk swayed and bent, swayed and bent again, and then rocked back upright. Its needled branches flailed like human arms seeking balance. … Continue reading

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Raining

Day 30. Raining. Everything is the color of wet concrete–the sky, Lake Ontario, the Niagara River, the roads, and the yards where puddles have pooled and flooded the landscape with mirrors.

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Sheltered

Day 29. The dishwasher sloshes against last night’s dinner dishes; the refrigerator’s low hum harmonizes. Steak tips marinate as a pot of rice simmers and steams on the stove. Outside the kitchen window the rain falls and ground fog forms … Continue reading

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3:00 p.m.

Day 28. The sun shone through snow flakes that look like they were released from sifted clouds. The clock on the reading room’s dresser ticked; the second hand’s audible click marked time’s passage. Elvis, stretched out on the carpet with … Continue reading

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Winter Morning

Day 27. Fourteen degrees outside, but the sun shines with a warm illusion. The snow’s reflected brilliance pierces, squints the human eye. A swarm of winter birds–blue jays, cardinals, tufted titmice, juncos, chickadees, woodpeckers, and sparrows–decorate two spicebush shrubs like … Continue reading

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Winter Fishing

Day 26. The rising sun backlit two ramshackle fishing shacks huddled, tilted, on a frozen pond.

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Survival Odds

Day 25. Dreamed, last night, about a tiny black kitten floating underwater in a clear, half filled goldfish bowl. Throughout the dream, three times total, a male adds water, laughing, until the bedraggled cat with its spiked fur can just … Continue reading

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