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Oh, this is my favorite time of year! I am just so happy to see the flowers coming up (forsythia! hyacinth! crocus! daffodils!), and to go out without a jacket on.

And the trees are in that stage I call "the veil", when the leaves have come out just enough to make the tree seem green, but you can still see the shapes of all the branches. Beautiful. And all the flowering trees! Glorious.

Just going outdoors is putting me in a good mood, every single time. I love spring. This is why I will never move to an area that doesn't have a winter - not worth it to not have a spring either.


Feb. 12th, 2008 02:19 pm
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It snowing! Not that we're supposed to get much, but it's pretty to watch.

And for once, I'm reasonably prepared - I gassed up the car this morning, I remembered to bring in my new winter boots (read: no heel, insulated and rubber-soled), and I put brand-new windshield wipers on the car this morning. Let's hope the wipers are decent, because somehow my wipers always suck, no matter how often I replace them. I even managed to not park on the hill today.

And now, I'm just going to stare out the window at the pretty snow, and try to ignore everyone who's griping about it.


Mar. 29th, 2007 03:51 pm
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It is finally spring! Glorious, glorious spring! My favorite time of year!

It's light when I leave work, and I don't have to wear a coat anymore, and almost all of the snow has melted ... I am so excited.

And my winter blues finally seem to have lifted, as of yesterday. I got home and had so much energy! I switched the duvet to the light one we use in the summer, did some cleaning, bounced around the apartment amusing Rich hugely ...

Let's hope this isn't just a temporary energy burst. I could use higher energy levels for a while. I've been so draggy for months.


Jan. 18th, 2007 03:46 pm
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It's snowing here in the Bronx! So pretty!

Of course, I'm madly hoping it doesn't stick, because I don't want to drive home amongst lunatics, and that if it does, there isn't much, because I don't want to dig my car out tomorrow. And Rich is probably cursing up in Valhalla.

But for now, Snow! Pretty!


Feb. 23rd, 2006 10:48 am
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Bloglines has finally fixed the moon phase feed from the Farmer's Almanac (it stopped updating for almost a year). So happy to see my moon reminder every morning.


Feb. 12th, 2006 03:27 pm
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Snow day!

Of course, I didn't have to go to work anyway, but Rich stayed home with me.

My view: )
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I just finished writing this for my bloglines blog, which I'm pretty sure no one reads, so I'm reposting here for a wider audience.

Reference URL: Growing Up Denatured(NY Times, registration required)

I was just thinking about this the other day, it's part of the reason I would like to move to a semi-rural, or at least much less densely populated area: there's nowhere for kids to play here. Planned playgrounds are simply not the same.

I was not by any means an outdoorsy child, but I remember quite a lot of time spent tramping through various unclaimed lots and neighbors' backyards. Even just reading in a "secret" space in the woods near my house; climbing trees, walking home dripping wet from falling in the lake, finding the shortcut between two subdivisions that saved you from climbing a fence or going an extra half-mile to the connecting road (sadly, that shortcut has now been widened and paved for easier access - my brother and I were both horrified that it looked all "official" now).

A childhood without any experiences like that does seem deprived, as stupid as "nature-deprivation syndrome" sounds. I don't want a child who has never had to be coaxed out of a large tree (as I was - and the coaxing was so we could go home, it wasn't even in my own yard). Or who has never learned for *themselves* some of the inevitable laws of physics which lead to skinned knees, poison ivy, and even broken bones. That child has also never had the delight of learning that rasperries fresh from the cane are much better than the ones in the supermarket, or that toads are actually dry and leathery to the touch, or that everything looks a lot different from 15 feet up a tree.
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I have today off from work, so I'm enjoying being snuggled up on the couch with the cats and a book (well, as soon as I'm done here), watching the snow fall.

Snow is winter's only redeeming quality. I hate cold.


Aug. 15th, 2003 07:41 am
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I had a ball. Got to leave work an hour early, got home to discover Rich was asleep and completely unaware there was a blackout in our apartment, let alone, the entire Northeast. But of course, since he *was* asleep, the news was received with a simple "uh-huh."

And then our friend Karen upstairs stopped by with an invitation to join her and Dave for a cookout. A given, when you don't have a gas range and all the food in your fridge is warming up.

So the whole building cooked out, and sat there amazed at being able to see the stars, while being in the NY metro area. Unfortunately, by the time we put the candles out, I think Long Island was getting power back, because the sky seemed much lighter and I couldn't see as many stars.

And then I declared my intention of sleeping late this morning, and telling work I simply didn't have an alarm. But they called at 8:30 to tell me not to come in, anyway.

Just isn't summer without a good blackout, huh?

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