Or it was, yesterday. Today it’s blowing a mad gale outside. Winds are gusting up to 110km/h and the snow is that stick-to-the-greenhouse-and-scour-your-skin kind, which is more like ice pellets than any fairytale snow. Since I feel no need for an Arctic exfoliant, we’re tucked away indoors this morning. Time to work on projects, have…
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An interloper in the duck pond
The Bowring Park (link takes you to a pdf map and index of the park) duck pond, which has a fluctuating population of hundreds of mallard, black, pintail, and hybrid ducks, along with a few swans and half a New York city-block’s-worth of pigeons, currently also has a cormorant. They don’t usually hang out in…
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning….
…. and the first thing that I heard, Was a song outside my window, And the traffic wrote the words. – Joni Mitchell Or rather, the garbage truck wrote the words and it was a made scramble for the recycling, tossing this into that and those into these and pelting out to the curb in…
