During the next week, our neck of the woods should return to mostly bare ground. Ice will slowly begin to melt. If you’re sensitive and tuned in, you may be able to discern the first hints of our second or third thaw of the year. This one for Spring. Within the next week, we’ll be less than a month from the Northern Hemisphere’s Vernal Equinox. That should be enough to make everyone but snowmobilers happy.
Monday is President’s Day. That may, or may not, affect whether our trash and recycling get picked up. I’ll put both cans out Sunday afternoon and pretend everything is “normal” and if the pickup isn’t until Tuesday, so be it. Back when our waste services were provided by a local company, each year they’d send out a postcard schedule we could put on the refrigerator. Now that the local company has been bought out by a big national outfit, we’re supposed to check their web site to see what’s happening so they can nag us to sign up for autopay. I’ll do that the day after hell freezes over. I suppose the thinking is if you don’t have internet service, you can haul things to the dump yourself so why send out a schedule listing holidays.
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Yep, I’m grumpy again. I made the mistake of growing up in an era when “the customer is always right.” It’s shaped my perspective and attitude. This morning I was reading about a book I may want to read, about small scale farmers and Love for the Land. As happens all too often, neither of our local library systems has available a book I want to read. That helps explain my overflowing stacks and shelves of books. Tsundoku, anyone?
Thaw
Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed
The speculating rooks at their nests cawed
And saw from elm-tops, delicate as flowers of grass,
What we below could not see, Winter pass.
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