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As Kate and I got up from our nap, the north winds had begun to howl. \u00a0The arctic air has swept down over the tundra, over the occupied southerly reaches of Canada, skimmed Lake Superior and the Boreal Forest, which ends here where we live, and blasted its way into Andover. \u00a0That’s why I visited the bees today. \u00a0At noon it was 36, now its 10 and the temperature will continue to fall, the windchill as well.<\/p>\n
It is now the winter of my content, a warm home, a good wife, loyal dogs and a place to work. \u00a0Plenty of books, broadband and plasma TV. \u00a0The isolated life has never been more connected.<\/p>\n
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Winter \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Cold Moon As Kate and I got up from our nap, the north winds had begun … Continue reading And the North Wind Doth Howl<\/span>