Dear Folks: March 20, 1993
Dear Folks,
Happy equinox!
Foundation Farm is buried under four feet of snow, two that were already on the ground, and two more that fell during the “great blizzard” last weekend. More snow is due today. It’s been below zero just about every night for the past two weeks. Some people are getting cabin fever, but this is the kind of winter [...]
Dear Folks: December 23, 1990
Dear Folks, It’s two days before Christmas, it’s fifty degrees, it’s drizzling, the grass is green, and I’m depressed. I know that one can’t really ask for “normal” weather in variable New England, but this is ridiculous.
A week ago I thought the greenhouse curse had finally been lifted from us. It snowed all Sunday, a luxuriant, beneficent snow of the sort [...]
Dear Folks: August 16, 1987
The First Day of the Harmonic Convergence
Dear Folks,
Oh, it is the most spectacular weather, the best weather of the year, the cool Canadian high of August, with a little hint of fall. The light is just about gone from the sky this evening, and out my window Mount Ascutney looks almost close enough to touch. The sky is impeccably clear. [...]
Dear Folks: June 21, 1987
Dear Folks,
Ah, June! This is the time when we remember why we endure five months of winter to live here. Everything is overwhelmingly green, the birds are singing, the air is sweet, the salads are beginning to flow in from the garden. Fresh young dill. It’s worth at least one month of winter just for the fresh dill. And spinach [...]
Dear Folks: March 22, 1987
Dear Folks,
It’s Sunday morning at the beginning of mud season. Most of Foundation Farm is still covered by about a foot of snow, but there are bare patches on the southern slopes, and they are solid mud, a portent of things to come. The snow has been going off very gradually. That’s good, because with all the snow we had, [...]
