The first snow of the year comes with anticipation. By the time the first flakes can reach the outstretched tongue of a child, the annuals have long since died and the perennials gone dormant. The leaves have lost most of their color becoming a gray carpet that periodically crunches underfoot. Broken branches are scattered waiting […]
January cold
Regardless of temperature, the cold of a January morning should never be unexpected in New England. Letting the dog out in the morning I am greeted with a fresh blast of air that stings my cheeks and tingles my fingers. Slamming the door quickly on the elements and the dog, I bundle up to load […]