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As I sit here, a space heater warming my legs, word processor at the ready, and the sound of a clock ticking softly in the background, all is right in my cozy little world. Children are occupied, husband is picking out a melody on the guitar, and a full precious peaceful hour is [...]
Inevitably, the time will arrive when many gardeners will consider starting their own seeds indoors. Perhaps it is the threat of being faced, once again, with only two tomato varieties at the big box retailers, and the shock at paying premium prices for the much greater selection available at a nursery. Perhaps it [...]
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"SO all night long the storm roared on: The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature’s geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below, — A universe of sky and snow!"
-John Greenleaf Whittier from "Snow-Bound" 1807-1892
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