February 28th 2017

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sun-
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59 February 28th 2017 | bottlecap
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February 27th 2017

 

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emptily
····in the icy wind—a February bird-
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The temperatures spike in the daytime and plummet at night such that, even on a starry night, a remaining warmth will startle the icy blanket of snow—strange days and stranger nights.
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58 February 27th 2017 | bottlecap
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February 25th 2017

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rain
····at midnight—a thousand pools under a thousand
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The warm February afternoon was followed by a storm at nightfall. The winds blew the tins off my woodpile, roared in the trees, and pools of water collected in the snow. Tomorrow we’ll have to fire the wood stove again. After a winter’s beginning, February’s weather is fitful and unsettled. A cold day tomorrow will be followed by another warm stretch. Spiders and beetles come out of slumber too early.
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56 February 25th 2017 | bottlecap
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February 23rd 2017

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shining
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72º today in the river valley. The old thermometer rusting on Union Village Road was right.  The snow is still a foot deep or more but so drenched with its melting one can walk across it without sinking.  I worked in short sleeves.
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54 February 23rd 2017 | bottlecap
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