No school. No plows. White
streets with slush below. Curbs
in hiding. Take care!
It’s a good day to sit by the fire and read. I’m half way through “The Dictionary of Lost Words.” It started with a fey voice that I found a tad off-putting and at times the whole word-grabbing is predictable as a storytelling device, but the novel has hooked me. That means the author is doing a lot of things right.
Nuthin here. Drizzle, warmish.
I’m often surprised how different the weather is between here and upstate New York. This was supposed to turn to rain hours ago. I guess they got it wrong. Texting with my brother: six, seven feet of snow predicted for parts of SoCal. Accidents and road closures all over he said.
We are really not up up state. There is a lot of snow and piwer out just north of us. A funny pocket of valley here.
Micro climates. We have them even in our 1/4 acre lot. But I thought anything north of Westchester was “upstate”!
Yeah, we are on the border…
gorgeous images of your winter wonderland, we hardly had snow, and what a great haiku, capturing the hidden perils with humour!
kind of coincidence your read as I’m reading ‘Femina, a new history of the Middle Ages, through the women written out of it’ by Janina Ramirez
must be zeit geist
Book sounds interesting. I remember learning in college that the very first novel ever was written by a woman. Christine de Pizan: The Tale of the Rose. Not sure an academic would make the same claim today?
Dee~ Love your haiku! The snow is beautiful. Do Finney’s feet get cold?
My house has nothing yet. Or maybe at all? The newscasters sure are all over this!! lol SoCal getting any kind of ‘weather’ is an even around here. 🙂
I remember hearing of that book. It sounds good. My friend’s grandson recently said, after a deep sigh: I love words. He’s 4. 😍
Stay warm & safe.
OMG. I love that — a four year old saying he loves words!
The snow days keep coming here too. I’m glad you’re liking the book, it looks really interesting.
Just checked out your blog. Gonna follow.
Snow came all over the state but we only got flurries but the winds…New Mexico gets a lot of wind and I’ve lived in Maui, where we had tropical winds every afternoon but yesterday, gale force winds, debris all over the place, the state was practically shut down but thankfully, here no power outages or loss of trees AND I am happy to report that the little house cloth that you sent me last year, is made of strong stuff! She has survived the heat of our sun, our snow and rain flurries and yesterday, she hung on for all she was worth via clothes pins and her little apple branch to my iron trellis on the patio. This morning,when I opened the front door to a cascade of leaves, she was moving slightly in the much quieter winds, looking a bit raggedy with dangling threads but that makes her all the more special…the “foundation” of this little house is well made.
The Dictionary of Lost Words is just the kind of book that I enjoy. Checking on our two libraries, one of them has it but it is checked out until March 9. I would place a hold on it but at the moment, I am immersed in Celtic lore so I will check it out later.
And my lost word of the day is gallivant; a word that my Mom used to say when she and my Dad had plans for going out in the evening. How she even knew the word amazes me as English was not her first language; she must have picked it up from some of her women friends but it is such a good word, implies some action will be taking place!
Thanks for sharing the weather where you are. Sounds dramatic.
Sometimes people for whom English is not their first language can hear words with fresh ears. I wonder if “gallivant” was like that. Saying it now, I hear what a nice sounding word it is. Gallivant!
beautiful pictures, I have that book, haven’t started yet
It’s spring here! I have snow drop AND daffodils bloom at the same time in my garden. I’ve never seen this before, but I’m not a native of NJ (and I’m secretly proud of that).
I like your Haiku. Slush and ice are so treacherous.
I love books about words. Remember “The Professor and the Madman”? If I’m recalling it properly what I found most interesting (and over the years so true) how purist the French are about their language. And ain’t it good thing? That book was my first exposure to how languages evolve. Your use of “fey” for example, stopped me in my tracks. So I had to look it up – assuming you were being tres ubane, at first I assumed it was the most stylish way to text “fake”.
HOWEVER: “Fey is a word that defies its own (original) meaning, since it has yet to even come close to the brink of death after being in our language for well over 800 years”.
and your usage could vary, but I think you mean:
whimsical; strange; otherworldly: a strange child with a mysterious smile and a fey manner.
Noting mention of “The Tale of the Rose”, I always thought “The Tale of Genjii “was the first book written by a woman, but maybe not!? I certainly must read The Tale of the Rose.
Thanks for this mental visual spiritual place, Dee – and Peace Out 🙂
the Professor and the Madman sounds familiar. I’ll have to look it up. It’s possible I’m not using fey correctly but after checking I guess it fits well enough. I meant childlike, airy. Since the character IS a child at the beginning I’m not sure why the voice didn’t work for me.
Heavy snowfall certainly buries a lot of pitfalls, but it is so pretty! We are just at freezing here, so some snowflakes wander by, but don’t stick. So far. We could be surprised.
The white iS pretty, especially when it clings the branches.
Your plants have a perfect window for healthy leaving .. you found the perfect thing to do on a snowy day. Here the same .. been in bed reading Marilynne Robinson’s book Jack. She sure tells a good story.
Such an interesting character, Jack. Derelict and yet with an amazing interior life.
what do they say about saying “I probably shouldn’t say this” … but our AC came on the day before yesterday … temps in the upper 80s … I worked up a sweat while making lasagna (which I hasten to add was because I was making my own sauce and cranking out pasta by hand)
long waiting lists for The Dictionary of Lost Words at libraries in Austin and Buda … so I put my name on both and will see who “wins”
Is 80 unusual for this time of year?
I don’t even know what “normal” is anymore, but I think 60s is more like it for this time of year (one of many reasons to love Texas)