The Big Thaw

A strange figure came over the other day, someone whom I no longer recognized (or believed in).  He called himself the  Piper of Spring, and claimed he could chase Mr. Winter away.  I didn’t believe him – Mr. Winter didn’t look like he was going anywhere.  But the Piper started his magic anyway. It started…

Snowthrowers and hibernating bloggers

It wasn’t until a friend pointed it out to me that I realized it – I was hibernating.   That explains a lot, of course, including why this blog has been silent for so long.  You wouldn’t have thought that humans hibernate, but perhaps if we are faced with winters like these, everyone should. In other…

Four and twenty red winged blackbirds

“Get off my lawn” he screamed at me, and I could see he meant it.  Those may not have been his exact words, but there was no mistaking the hostility in his beady eyes and the way his face jutted out aggressively. I wanted to tell him that some people would say that the lawn…

Wishing for winter

Something strange happened a few weeks ago – I wished for winter.  Well, not winter exactly, not for cold – raw winds – winter, but for snowfall.  Not three feet high- piled in the driveway- snowfall, but the kind that dusts your driveway and lawn and makes it seem like someone sprinkled cake frosting in…

Hiking and panicking in the Guadalupe Mountains – 2

The story continues from here.   We continued our stumbling progress, taking photo after photo and not realizing that we were, in fact, going deeper and deeper into the desert (or rather, snowfield). Which was a good thing, for having realized it, what were we going to do? Promptly proceed to panic, of course.  Which we…

Hiking and panicking in the Guadalupe Mountains – 1

A plane flew overhead noisily, shattering the stillness of the air and releasing a flock of bluebirds from a nearby tree.  It seemed to be flying rather low, which was surprising, because the nearest airport was about 200 miles away. Was it my imagination or was it circling?  Had the rescuers started searching for us…

This used to be my driveway

It’s now, apparently, a (cross-country) ski run 🙂 Somewhere under all that cake icing, you will also find a front garden. My travel plans are all in shambles.  I have just spent 7 hours at the airport, playing roulette re-book with American Airlines representatives.  I will return for more tomorrow. The grand irony is  –…