the last hurrah?

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Yes, I’m anxious for Spring
and I can’t wait to see some green
but I have to admit that the snow
that blanketed us this weekend
was simply magical this morning

I wonder if this is February’s
glorious send off?
if so, what a way to say
goodbye!

antsy in the suburbs

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Winter in Boston 

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I’m starting to miss Boston
we’ve had a few quick trips in for concerts
and the theater
but I really miss just wandering around
people watching, taking in the sights
I’m starting to think about the Red Sox
Opening day at Fenway
the swans and the swan boats returning to the Public Garden
frozen yogurt at Pinkberry
concerts on the Esplanade
Ricotta Pies in the North End
the carousel on the Common

Don’t get me wrong, I do love hiking the trails here in the ‘burbs
and observing all the wildlife
but lately I’m yearning to observe
the wildlife of the city
there’s something about being in Boston
something about the energy there

just waiting for some of the snow to melt…

and speaking of Boston

my son’s friend,  Jesse Hanson,  released her first cd a few months ago
the release party was at Club Passim’s
she’s awesome
check this out!

Buried

just the beginning 

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beginning to end

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now for the fun part

it crept in quietly
with a whisper
playfully,
teasing us
just another false alarm?
but then it grew dark
and it’s voice got loud
the howling winds
the bending trees
the swirling and drifting snow

by morning we were buried

now I feel like we have finally had a winter

weather like this forces us to slow down
take a break
live for the moment

 there’s nothing like a New England blizzard
to make time stand still

pastoral

pasture

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last few 

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this has become one of my go-to places when I walk
it’s an equestrian center not far from my home
acres of pasture land that sits up on a hill
surrounded by apple orchards
wandering around here I always feel like I’m
in the countryside somewhere in Ireland
or on the Moors of England
especially on a foggy day such as this one was
It’s also a place where I return to my childhood
we had horses growing up
my best friend and I spent many a Saturday venturing out
on all-day trail rides
back when there were woods and fields to run free
back before the housing developments, schools and strip malls
took over
way back when

escaping

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my trail guide!

the forest through the trees

frozen river

winter banks

hard to believe that just last week, the temps rose close to 50 degrees
my son and I escaped to explore some of the trails
of The Great Meadows Wildlife Preserve in Concord
unfortunately, we were pressed for time that day
so we only walked a short part of the many trails
but it’s such a beautiful area, we will definitely be back!

and speaking of escaping…

since the Arctic front came through, I’ve been in hibernation mode
a good time to cozy up by the fire with a good book
and I found the perfect one

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my friend Pam has just published her first E-Book and her timing couldn’t have been better
just what I was looking for to take my mind off the cold
“The Right Wrong Man” starts off in Boston and it’s suburbs – The North End, Harvard Square and yes, even Great Meadows, and continues to the warm beaches of St. Thomas. It is full of intrigue, romance and suspense. Pam’s vivid descriptions gave me the feeling that I was watching everything unfold on the big screen in a movie theater.

 whether you’re hiding from winter like me
or lucky enough to be relaxing on a beach somewhere warm
this is the perfect book
just an all-around fun read!