Dear Folks: January 23, 1994
Dear Folks,
Thank heaven for Mount Washington! Any time we begin to feel oppressed by our winter down here in the valley, we can always hear (because the weather reporters are assiduous about reporting to us) what it’s doing at the top of Mount Washington. Then we feel MUCH better.
On Foundation Farm last Monday (Martin Luther King Day all over the [...]
Dear Folks: November 21, 1993
Dear Folks,
It’s a classic November day, veering between bright sunshine and snow squalls so thick I can hardly see the barn. We’re at that critical point where the balance between freezing and thawing is shifting definitively toward freezing. Snow dusts the ground, it melts when the sun hits it, but then more falls and it stays. The pond in the [...]
Dear Folks: October 24, 1993
Dear Folks,
It’s a glorious Sunday morning. Everything was coated with frost when the sun came up, but the air is warming fast, and we’re predicted to reach the 60s this afternoon. The maples are bare, but the oaks are still glowing orange and red. John is out front with his chainsaw, attacking the last of our log-length wood. Yorinde is [...]
Dear Folks: June 20, 1993
Dear Folks,
Sunday morning, summer solstice. I can never believe the length of the day and the glory of the sun around here when the sun comes to its northernmost point of the year. Light already at 5 AM, light still at 9 PM. The sun swings so far around in the sky that it even shines on the grateful north [...]
Dear Folks: May 22, 1993
Dear Folks,
Every year I remember, too late, my vow from the past year never, ever to leave this farm in May — or in the month between mid-September and mid-October. Those are the times of rapid change, the times when we wake up every morning to something new. In May the daily newness is in the arriving voices of the [...]
