To Knead or Not To Knead

My Dear One decided to bake. I noticed because there were a couple of plastic buckets left over from some construction job in the oven—a sure sign of yeast at work. For whatever reason—cabin fever, a short supply of good rye bread in the freezer, the sudden urge to...

For the Long Haul

The four-dozen roses bought from the expensive on-line purveyor arrived promptly on Thursday, February 4 as promised. They were quickly extracted with their sweet attar from the protective packaging and ice packs; there was a small amount of extra greenery; the red...

Restless

It is not that there is nothing to do; indeed, there is far too much that needs to be done. I need to reconfigure class schedules to deal with days lost to snow, to write lectures for classes starting in less than two weeks, to sort through messes on tables and boxes...

With This Ring

Snow came down for twenty-four hours. The storm started around two-thirty or quarter to three On February 5. At three-oh-five on February 6, I put the chicken in the oven to roast. It may have been the changed quality of the light that caught my eye: the air was...

5 February 2010

7:10 am There is a winter storm warning for central Maryland in effect from ten a.m. today through ten p.m. tomorrow. Meteorologists predict two to four inches of snow by tonight, eighteen to twenty-four inches in all, and blizzard conditions. Schools throughout the...

The plan is no back-up plan

The weather report for Saturday, our wedding day, is ominous. It snowed steadily yesterday afternoon, a sifting of silver against the pewter sky. Before I went to bed I peered out the sidelights of the front door. All was white, all was soft in the bright lamplight....