The calm quiet of snow settles on the misty plains of the Northern Forest that is my home. The eagle drifts silently by, heading for open water — eyes fixed on the small rivulets. Close observation reveals the occasional rabbit or squirrel bounding through the drifts. The subdued colors of the sumac trace the shorelines, giving dimension to the dark and brooding burr oaks. Will this idyllic nightmare ever end? It’s at least two months until something green pops up. That’s 60 posts. Stay tuned, if I crack, you’ll see it here first!
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