Spring(?) Waning Bloodroot Moon
Well. About a foot of new snow. A foot. Heavy, heart attack snow, too. It’s hard to imagine a less welcome weather pattern at this time, with the exception of a hard rain. Oh, yeah, we had a hard rain most of yesterday. Both of them up the ante for the flooding season and seem to put the growing season still further and further away. These kind of complaints often come in Minnesota about this time, stimulated not so much by the fact of snow or the extension of winter weather, but from a calendar encouraged yearning for a new season, a different form of weather. We temperate folks like our weather, all four seasons of it, but we want all four seasons. You know, a cool clear fall, a cold snowy winter, a bright colorful spring and a hot productive summer. If it appears the weather gods have forgotten a season and just might skip one, we can get cranky.
Kate came into my study this morning and said, with some surprise, “You’re putting something together!” And she was right. I ordered another editor’s desk from Levenger’s so I now have a continuous run of inclined desk space about three feet long. When juggling books, note pads and more books, these inclined desks make work a lot easier. Now I have enough space at the same height.
More Latin, translating the Metamorphoses, and later, the legcom call for the Sierra Club.