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Winter Comes Knocking


Good morning everyone. Well old man winter came knocking yesterday. The dock hauling was cancelled on account of heavy rain which turned to snow flurries. At the immediate coast there was no visible accumulation but just 5 miles inland from the coast we had a 1/2" of new snow and up in the mountains even more. Sawyer, of course, was ready to go sledding and tried one warm up run down the drive way. Hope is not reserved for spring.

Even before the snow came we could see the telltale signs. Frost was heavy in the field yesterday and early morning ice has been lingering on the ponds. On the bay you would hardly recogize the guillemots in their winter garb. Each winter we also get a host of ducks that guests normally don't get a chance to see unless you come on one of our early or late cruises. Golden eyes, pintail, and buffleheads will hang out in the inner harbor all winter long. They are just beautiful and give me thoughts of wilder places farther north where they breed in the summer. But contrast that with 56 degree temperatures just the other day and you can understand why old man winter is just getting to the door. We welcome him with the excitement and anticipation of a child.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Tell Mary that Sharon made date bars this week. We gave some to our daughter and son-in-law and our daughter tried to hide them from him. He had to snitch one. She was an unhappy camper because she wanted the corner one and that was the one he grabbed. People over here are fighting over Mary's date bars. Norbert and Sharon Stager
Unknown said…
All's right in the world, at last. Wednesday the temperature in Birmingham was 34 while at the same time in Camden it was 52. Well today the temp here in LA (that's Lower Alabama) is 63 and in Camden its 34. Enjoy your winter, I do miss skating and sledding but at my age I probably wouldn't be toboganing down a hill anyway. So I'll enjoy wading in the Gulf and doing a little surf casting.

Ed

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