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Friday, 8:45 AM. 28 degrees F at the ferry dock, 29 on the back porch. Wind variable and calm, the sky clear. Humidity 81%. The barometer is still falling, now at 29.6". The week ahead will be in the 30's and 40's, with mixed skies and significant rain on Monday, which hopefully will clean up the muddy roads.
Doves were calling plaintively this morning, it must be close to mating season. I have heard nothing of maple sugaring, but if this weather keeps up the sap will begin to flow soon.
Doves were calling plaintively this morning, it must be close to mating season. I have heard nothing of maple sugaring, but if this weather keeps up the sap will begin to flow soon.
The mild weather and disappearing snow has orchardists out in force pruning apple trees, which are beginning to look ready for spring.
During President Trump's epic news conference yesterday I couldn't help but recall these lines from Kipling's poem "If" which we quoted in yesterday's post:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
Sounds like those words were written for the press (the knaves), who set their traps for fools (their unwary readers).
During President Trump's epic news conference yesterday I couldn't help but recall these lines from Kipling's poem "If" which we quoted in yesterday's post:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
Sounds like those words were written for the press (the knaves), who set their traps for fools (their unwary readers).
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