After a week of strange weather, interruptions to our routines, and working toward normal again, we got to set the clocks back on saturday night. When I woke up on Sunday morning, the sun was not long behind me, and it shone through the back window with all the intensity of midwinter. I could see the shadow of the screen imprinted on the curling ribbon of Adella's week-old birthday balloons.
From November 4, 2012
Later, we went to my parents' home to do some raking to be ready for the next storm, a Nor'easter due in Wednesday. Mom and dad live in Newtown, which can't seem get out of its own way when the bad weather comes. My parents have been without electricity for a week. Gentlemen from Alabama and Georgia and North Carolina have been up and down their streets doing with Connecticut cannot do for itself. We are grateful for their help. They didn't have to come, but they did. Here are some gentlemen from North Carolina reconnoitering over a map and a box of doughnuts before the next gig.
From November 4, 2012
Back at the ranch, the leaves on the Japanese maples were holding on with color to spare. They and the cherries are the last to let go. Every other tree around here right now is bare. Without the ornamental trees holding out for an encore, the look around these parts would be very wintry.
From November 4, 2012
Be well, friends.

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