When anticipated plans are relentlessly scuppered, I believe the earth is flat. The third dimension blinks out of site, perception eclipses science. Attila and I had hoped to finally get together with my family for “Christmas”. We tried to get there all through December, and the weather and roads prevented us, every day that we… Continue reading The Earth is Flat
Author: Maggie Turner
I’ll Raise You Five Deck Boards And A Deck Railing
The sun is shining today, and, and, and, the temperature is, gasp, wait for it… 2C! It was -17C when we checked the thermometer this morning at 6:00 a.m., and will go down to -19C tomorrow night, but today, it is… 2C! As I write I can see four bare deck boards stretching out from… Continue reading I’ll Raise You Five Deck Boards And A Deck Railing
Ice Awning
Our clock hangs on the wall, where it can be seen from anywhere in the room. Most of the time it keeps good time. But for the last four months it has proven unreliable. Why? Because when the temperature outside dips below -20C, or there about, the batteries in the clock stop functioning at full… Continue reading Ice Awning
The First Tuesday in March
After coming through the night at -24C, we awoke to snowfall. This kind of weather will keep me close to home, as three firings of the masonry heater each day require that the damper be closed down after the burn; that would be my job. Attila does the tough stuff, the splitting and toting, and… Continue reading The First Tuesday in March
The Merry Month of March (Tongue Almost Popping Through Cheek)
It was with a heavy heart that I saw Attila off to his day’s work today. The wind chill is -32C. While I am slightly chilly, in the house, in this frigid weather, Attila works in it all day long. It wouldn’t be as difficult if he didn’t need to take his gloves off for… Continue reading The Merry Month of March (Tongue Almost Popping Through Cheek)