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12:30 A.M


21 December 11 07:17 PM
Yep, the annual winter solstice news--the tinge of sadness I felt late June now reflects back as a tige of joy. The sun is dead. Long live the sun. 12:30 A.M. tonight the sun will stand still for an instant, shift its mass * , and head back north. 6 months Read More...
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Dark


15 December 11 06:20 PM
Last week of the sinking sun. The Earth hurtles closer to the sun, but my little piece of paradise edges more and more oblique to the sun, our source of light, of life. We're in the dark season. *** The bell still rings at 7:45 in the morning. It's not Read More...
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Lunar (yawn) eclipse


10 December 11 08:32 AM
In a few moments the Earth's shadow will start to creep across the full moon. While it gives the science news folks something to squawk about, and they do, I suspect events like this turn more than a few children off to astronomy. Oh, it makes for a nice Read More...
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Blue oyster cultch revisited


17 January 11 06:26 AM
Someone stumbled on this old post yesterday, and kindly commented. As we celebrate Dr. King's birthday today, it seemed like a good one to repeat.... Organizations love mottoes and mission statements and other sorts of committee-speak that expend lots Read More...
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Late December on the beach


30 December 10 04:03 PM
A late December walk on the beach, feet exposed to sand and snow and sea, fixes just about anything. I found a live pipefish on the edge of the sea today. I tossed the writhing critter back into the surf, saw its silhouette in a wave just before it broke, Read More...
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The fire within


28 December 10 08:24 PM
I warmed myself up tonight, shoveling snow off a patch of concrete. Orion, lying awkwardly on his back, shivered above as he aimed his bow at Taurus snorting high in the southwestern sky. On my way in, I grabbed a handful of Brussels sprouts, plucked Read More...
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Yuletide daphnia


22 December 10 06:33 PM
There’s just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune far away. Jane Kenyon, from "Happiness" Daphnia! My glass kettle of pond water sits on the windowsill, Read More...
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6:38 P.M.


21 December 10 08:04 PM
6:38 P.M. here--the sun stood still, shifted its mass, and headed back north. 6 months ago, when we sat on the opposite side of the sun, I celebrated the summer solstice, a joy tinged with the weight of knowing the sun would start its slow, long course Read More...
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Quahogs in winter


19 December 10 04:39 PM
The water is cool now, 42° F. I sit in my warm home, the Christmas tree lit, with various sea ornaments hung from the balsam tree. Sharks, shells, crabby crustaceans, dolphins, and even penguins swim through the fir green branches Outside my quahogs sit Read More...
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Dying light


04 December 10 03:01 PM
I tossed some metal into the Atlantic surf for about an hour today. The sun has settled low in the south. Gashes of December light broke through the wintry gray clouds. Even the midday shadows are long now. The chilly brine bathed my feet as I cast. It Read More...
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On eating an orange


01 December 10 06:23 PM
This is from a couple of years ago. I'll be listening to Galway Kinnell speak next week, first time I've seen him in over 30 years. Funny how that works... I started reading a book this morning, a good one. This particular book was printed in 1903, sat Read More...
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The widening gyre


30 November 10 07:44 PM
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best Read More...
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