Is It Safe To Come Out Of The Storm Cellar Yet?

Another day, another excuse from the guy who has over 1100 of my dollars for a new cap for my new truck. He still hasn’t driven down to Massachusetts to pick it up. The upside is that I now have the time to post some stuff I shot a few days ago.

I think I’ve figured out why I get so depressed in March. That’s when, at the end of a long, hard winter, I figure out that I still can’t afford to retire to Florida and I’ll have to spend next winter here, too. Even with that in mind, this past one was particularly bad. Several injuries have left me limping and depressed. In the midst of it all, the 95-year-old whose property I maintain fell and broke his hip. Between hobbling to the hospital every day with his mail, trying to shovel snow using only one arm, and watching my retirement fund fly out the window for a new truck after the old one died of cancer, I’ve been functioning at a very low level.

The good news is that most of the snow has melted and the temps have gotten high enough that I can put out the garden hoses and start spring cleanup. A few days ago, as I was surveying the damage to the trees out back, I came across a little patch of color in the woods. As I couldn’t decide which shot to post, you get two.


Crocus, unknown species or cultivar.

These crocuses were poking their heads out of the mess of leaves on the far side of my canoe. The colors remind me of a children’s book I had when I was a kid, “The Color Kittens.”


Same crocuses, different shot.

I didn’t even notice that I was crawling on my belly in the mud until I brought it into the house with me.

And a couple of nights ago, as I was walking home, I thought the fog rolling in to Memorial Field was pretty neat. But by the time I got my camera and got outside, the fog had completely rolled in and there was no contrast between clear air and fog. Some interesting shots, anyway.


Deering High Memorial Field at night in fog.

The lacrosse players were taking a break on the left side of the picture. They’re pretty hard to see.


Deering High Memorial Field at night in fog. This view is from ground level.

Back to working on my attitude…

Update: Well, crap. I just noticed that for the last few posts, Worpdress hasn’t been automatically making each image a link to its full-size self. Now I gotta go in and hand-edit all the images. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Update 2, now with more bookly goodness: Here’s the cover from the book. I found it at Wikipedia.


The Color Kittens

That takes me back about sixty years. That’s scary. And sad.

11 Responses to “Is It Safe To Come Out Of The Storm Cellar Yet?”

  1. Lemur King Says:

    Yes indeedy, it is hard to keep a stiff upper lip when injured and tired of winter. What’d you do, if you don’t mind my asking?

    The bright side is that the days are longer, the flowers are coming out, the squirrels are doing squirrelly things again, and… uh… we’re due for snow most of the next week.

    No, really. Damn. SE Michigan… 5-8 inches tomorrow night.

    I do believe I’m going to go rustle up a suicide pill with a mild laxative side effect. Let you know how that goes.

  2. lizardbrain Says:

    In December, I slipped on ice and bruised my left hip; that one is still bothering me. At least my relative youth prevented breakage.

    At the beginning of February, as I was cleaning out the old truck to trade it in, I slipped on ice and fell down my back porch stairs. I’m not sure, since I have that wonderful VA health care and they haven’t read the X-rays yet, but I think I tore a bunch of ligaments in my left ankle.

    On the same day the 95-year-old broke his hip, I ruptured a biceps tendon while shoveling some nasty heavy snow. I’ve since learned that it’s a common injury in men over age 60, for no reason but age, so I guess my relative youth isn’t quite relative enough.

    The hope of longer days and warmer weather is my salvation.

    You’re stuck between those two humongous snow generators, aren’t you? I feel for you. Not enough to want to trade places, though.

    Your remedy does sound intriguing. Yes, please, let me know how it all comes out. I may want to try it myself.

  3. Seester Says:

    I REMEMBER that book!! Love the photos, by the way. Sorry for BOTH of you….it’s 61 here today (my outside therm reads 81 – in the sun….;^). Cheer up, it’ll be warm & sunny up there by you in a few…

  4. Lemur King Says:

    Sorry to hear about the injuries LB. That sucketh, indeed.

    Seester – I assume you’re referring to “The Ninth Configuration” (Twinkle Twinkle Killer Kane)?

    Tonight is the forecast snow. The flowers are going to get hit hard.

  5. lizardbrain Says:

    Thanx for the condolence, LK. It does suck. Running weather is here and all I can do is watch. And feel old.

    According to my radar picture, you’re getting rained on right now. I’ll keep my fingers crossed it stays that way. Maybe I’ll even burn a kitten on the altar. A color kitten.

    On second thought… Burning cat hair. You sacrifice the kitty.

  6. Lemur King Says:

    Nah, sacrifice a steak to the grille instead. It’s usually as effective plus you can eat it later.

    The prediction is south of M59 about 6 inches. North of M59 you get what you get. Starting about midnight.

    Luckily telecommuting is an option.

  7. lizardbrain Says:

    Your sacrifice makes more sense.

    Whatever you do, stay warm & dry.

  8. Anonymous Says:

    hello need to get onto

  9. Cora Says:

    Wow CJ. A lot of great shots here. I especially like that foggy one of the field… but honestly, there are many others that I love as well. I’m enjoying sorting through more. =)

  10. lizardbrain Says:

    Thanx, Cora. Good to see you here. Finally. :)

  11. Cole Says:

    It’s been forever since I’ve seen a foggy day. I remember as a kid a thick thick fog hit down on our town. I was four years old. My sister and i looked outside and we could see the silhouette of this person walking though the fog outside. We looked at each other and said “wooo he’s crazy”. Good ole days…

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