The absence of a message sometimes is the presence of one..." Hasse Jerner
My friends, Tom and Sharon from Trout Creek, sent me a video on my IPhone this morning of Sharon tossing a cup of water in the air and having it freeze into crystals immediately and descend like snowflakes. Winter magic. -38F windchill creates an amazing stillness as though the landscape becomes so entrapped by the chill that it can no longer speak. The deer are now yarding up near LIttle Girl's Point, which is normal for them this time of year (as it is warmer there). The wood boiler is eating wood at a pace near equal to my hair becoming gray-no small feat indeed. Each Northwoods winter is a challenge, which once accomplished (May?), much like any other great personal completion, can retrospectively be reviewed with a sense of pride and accomplishment. As the old saying goes, "what doesen't kill you makes you stronger...."