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Collecting Life

Collecting Life

We are already at the end of January!!!  It has been a month of astonishment, disbelief, grief, relief and, for some, continued fears --- many conflicting emotions as the world turns and our country goes through another stage of growing pains.  As someone pointed out to me, we are really only a bit over 200 years from living under a monarchy.  While 200 seems a lot of years to me, on a historic time line, that isn’t very long.  We are still learning ---- and developing ----- and growing ---- and

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Spooks, Saints & Soup!

Spooks, Saints & Soup!

Leaves are turning all shades of brown, bronze, gold and scarlet ---- and falling ---- falling ---wafting down into crunchy heaps---- and there’s a morning chill in the air.   As the spooky time of Halloween nears and the weather grows less balmy, our daylight hours will shorten with the ceasing of DST next month.  I moan and groan about this every year since, when the darkness closes in, my mind tells me it is time to cease labors and go to bed.  Five o’clock is a bit early for that message.  T

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Filling Winter Days

Filling Winter Days

I get a gold star this year for having my plant orders ready early.  Last year several plants that I wanted were gone by March.  I think people were shut in, bored, and were desperately wanting spring to come.  That might well be true of this winter too.   So --- I’m ready to call/send them in.  I’m also ordering less.  It’s an unhappy realization that the energy I have must be portioned out carefully --- and Kerm’s energy too. Dreaming about gardens is my panacea when winter annoys; I just need

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

The Gifts Of Summer

The Gifts Of Summer

Is the aroma from my kitchen wending its way out?  Do you smell cinnamon---- chocolate----orange?  This is cookie-baking week ---- a variety of cookies for that family gathering I mentioned in the last essay.  Pineapple cookies, ginger cookies, chocolate cookies and some melt-in-your-mouth buttery nut cookies.  One thing I’ve noticed is that the cost of ingredients for cookies have risen a lot, and so desserts are actually as valuable as restaurants have been trying to make us believe all along.
Waiting And Watching

Waiting And Watching

The season of Advent is here; a time of preparation, waiting and expectancy.  It feels as though, not that long ago, I was putting away the Christmas decorations from last year; the CDs, the bright ornaments, the door wreath.    But we picked up the new evergreen wreath yesterday, made by S-VE FFA students, and also a lovely pink poinsettia. The time of many holiday celebrations is surely with us. I’m a little puzzled by what seems to be jealous clutching of the Christmas holiday and the r

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Darkness Into Light

Darkness Into Light

I cut enough broccoli heads in the garden last Saturday for dinner.  December 12th !!!   It was so good!  An odd blessing in December!  The remnants of our ash trees are slowly becoming firewood.  The weather in the past two weeks has allowed outdoor work, and Kerm is splitting the big chunks that remain into useful pieces for our wood stove.  As the old adage says, wood warms twice --- once while getting it ready to burn and then again when it sends its heat throughout the living room.  My doct

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Transitions

Transitions

How about this?  This year’s last essay on the last day of the year!  It is a transition time!  Betwixt and Between!  Transitioning reminds me of the Star Trek method of travel.  Teleporting, however, provides rapid transit from one place to another while this year has required mental and emotional transitions at a slightly slower pace.  As a comment for 2020 ---- I’ll just quote Charlie Brown:  “ARRRRGGGGGHHH”!  And 2021 -----will hopefully be a TA-DA as we land on our feet! Actually

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Making Music In The Heart

Making Music In The Heart

Hasn’t our January weather been interesting??  Do crunchy snows underfoot, brisk breezes and wood fires make your heart sing?  Snow-lovers can’t complain here; we’ve had snow since Christmas.  TV weather people are much more animated when the weather is “bad”; life probably is a bit boring if no blizzards are in view and their radar shows that little is happening.   I just personally wish that those fronts were less befuddled about their paths.  Do we draw pails of water in case of power outage

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Sing Out Happiness

Sing Out Happiness

Happy Birthday to my turning-seventeen today granddaughter!!!  We’re sending virtual gifts of joy and delight, courage and wisdom and wish we could send a yummy birthday cake! It is also, according to the Monday Morning Epistle from the Burdett Presbyterian church, “White Tee Shirt Day” “Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk Day” and “Peppermint Patty Day”.  And elsewhere I heard it was “Make A New Friend Day”.  So this is obviously a day worth singing about! Hasn’t February been fun so far?  Of

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Growing Season

Growing Season

Planting season isn’t yet here for our gardens, but it is growing closer and closer.  The red-winged blackbirds arrived two weeks ago. To discourage them from mobbing the feeders, I’m filling the feeders later in the day.  They are, however, a happy sign that spring has arrived.  There is also a starling that has found the little basket I put out for orioles last spring.  He sits in it and demolishes the cake of suet hanging right next to the basket.  There are four “gentlemen turkeys” (unattach

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Winter Angst

Winter Angst

We’ve had snowfall nearly every night --- another half to three-inches on top of our since- Christmas snow.  This morning there was NO new snow.   There is a slight change in the air, and some of the birds are singing spring-ish songs.  I’ve heard from one or two observers that a few robins have emerged from the swamps and are out there conning people into thinking spring has come.  I expect they won’t stay around long; finding worms beneath our banks of snow will be impossible.  But yesterday’s

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Sensing Spring

Sensing Spring

The arrival of March is always encouraging even though I know that we can get snow-fall half-way into April.   And as one of our sons said: “The way this winter has been, we’ll probably get two weeks or so of spring and then a blizzard will hit us.”  Could happen!  But it just seems that when March comes ---- especially with the onset of Daylight Savings Time ---- spring cannot be far away. The old saying is that if March roars in like a lion it will bring an early spring for it will go out like

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Sorting out And Keeping Close

Sorting out And Keeping Close

Easter is past and a lovely time it was.  Now Spring lies before us with so many things to do it makes the head spin.  Because of the mild weather and all the melting snow, things have greened-up nicely.  Our daylilies are up several inches, daffodils on a south-facing bank are blooming and the deer have stopped coming down   Apparently, their food sources on the hill are sufficient for their needs.  Turkeys have separated into flocks and are less frequent visitors.  I expect the hens may be sit

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Dancing Through May

Dancing Through May

There was no dancing around May poles this May Day.  With COVID restrictions as they are, intertwined children and ribbons are not a good thing.  But spring flowers are dancing in the breezes.  Lilies of the valley look as though they could ring those little bells as they shake in the wind.  Tulips are a bit stiffer, but they too move, in a stately way --- rather more like a minuet than the free-form bobbing of the little lilies.  Lilacs will soon be scenting the atmosphere everywhere around alo

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Bees, Bonnets And Blessings

Bees, Bonnets And Blessings

Today is Earth Day ---- an occasion for taking time to appreciate the very ground beneath our feet and all that grows thereon.  It is a day to notice the bees (dwindling in numbers) on dandelions, the white of shadblow on the hills and to appreciate the rain (although maybe not so much that mixed precipitation!).  We (human-kind) have been careless and lacking in gratitude for the amazing connections and interconnections in our world from the depths of the seas to the starry endlessness of space

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Galas And Graves

Galas And Graves

We are currently living amid the most ebullient, lush time of the year.  Greenery grows inches every night.   The cinnamon ferns in my shade garden are unrolling like so many bright green scrolls.  Soon they will be high enough that I must peer through them to see the bird feeders.  And baby raccoons and skunks will be out and about.  We have an interesting variety of creatures in this region; opossums, raccoons, foxes, bobcats, black bears, skunks, fishers, coyotes, turkey vultures (four of whi

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Shaking The Spider's Web

Shaking The Spider's Web

by Carol Bossard  June, the month of weddings, Father’s Day, Flag Day, making hay and weeding gardens.  Days are generally warm and nights are still fairly cool.  Grass grows overnight.  But of course, one never knows what will happen with our yoyo weather patterns.  The news that both poles have moved thirteen feet is a bit disconcerting; that’s the width of my kitchen.  I suppose, considering the size of the earth and the vastness of space that 13 feet isn’t all that much.  But it is well

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Onward And Upward

Onward And Upward

What wonderful golden days, even though steamy weather came too early!  Here, in the Finger Lakes, it is strawberry season.  This year I’m hoping to make jam as well as enjoying the fresh berries.   Even strawberry-less gardens are starting to look good with their emerging rows of green seedlings.  High school graduations are coming too.  Because of standardized Regents tests, school endings in NYS are written almost in stone, but there seems to be no set season for graduations elsewhere; a neph

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

America: Prodigy Or Problem Child?

America: Prodigy Or Problem Child?

It’s warm outside, which is a nice change from our long winter, but I’m grateful for AC. There’s over-the-top hot and humid! We are in the doldrums time for flowers.  Peonies and other spring flowers have bloomed, and late summer blossoms haven’t yet matured.  I keep thinking I’ll add more biennials to the garden for this in-between time (canterbury bells, foxgloves, hollyhocks) --- but somehow, I have fragmented follow-through.  The grasses along the roadsides are ripening; ranging in color fro

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Life, Death, And Dancing In Between

Life, Death, And Dancing In Between

Mid-July and outside I hear the buzz of lawn mowers, the subdued sound of birds and occasionally, the rooster next door.   I haven’t done a whole lot of dancing up and down the lawn recently, but there have been lovely twilights for porch-sitting or around a campfire.  This has been a dreadful year for mosquitoes, but the “fragrance” of punk sticks keeps them at bay where we are sitting.  That aroma reminds me of 4-H camp in the Bristol Hills of NYS, where I went as a camper and later as a couns

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Life Circles

Life Circles

Caesar Agustus!!  Is the calendar page really about to turn again?  In our circling of seasons, July is bringing its warm, humid self to closure as August comes along with its half-summer and half-fall days.  Some garden produce is ready for harvest (lettuce, cherry tomatoes, kale….).   The roadsides are full of periwinkle blue chicory and Queen Anne’s Lace, and golden rod is beginning to blossom suggesting summer’s waning.  August is my birth month, a month with no holidays except my birthday,

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Let The Good Times Roll... With Care!

Let The Good Times Roll... With Care!

August is a time of star-watching.  The Perseid meteors create a star-showered sky tonight.  Lying on one’s back and seeing the wide canopy of stars is awesome; something I remember well from camp.   I do not, however, chart my life events by those stars.  Also, I’ve never liked the traditional flower and gem for this, my birth month.   Some years ago, a friend from Colorado gave me a Native American horoscope for the same time, and I liked it much better.  Instead of gladiolus, the flower for A

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

School And Life

School And Life

“The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round….” ,                                 “School days, school days, dear old Golden Rule days….”                                                                                                                        “A B C D E F G……” Those well-known tunes remind us that it’s nearly time for classes to begin again in NYS.  In some places, public school kids are already slamming locker doors, treading the long halls, and taking in the aroma o

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Refreshing The Brain

Refreshing The Brain

Do you have a time of the year when you feel more alive than other times?  My favorite season is about to begin; mid-September through mid-November.  As summer is winding down, my spirits are generally rising.  I’m not sure why; perhaps the scent of falling leaves, the lessening of the humidity, or the return of the chickadees to our bird feeders.  Whatever the reason I’m usually happier in the fall.  As I think back, most of my depressive times have been in late winter (who wouldn’t be) or earl

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

Fear/Anxiety And Joy

Fear/Anxiety And Joy

The Autumn Equinox has just passed and we are officially in the delightful fall season.  The leaves are beginning to turn and the garden is shutting down.  I’m making small stabs at fall cleaning as the crisper air gives me more energy.  Note the “small” and “stabs”.  Today the rains are pelting down and there is no crispness to the air --- but that is typical for the turning of the season. Happy Anniversary to Shawn and Kristen!  Their wedding, a few years ago, was a fine day in the park w

Carol Bossard

Carol Bossard

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