A few days ago, I took some selfies to illustrate how to make an older person look good in a portrait. I’m not sure if the pictures qualify as real selfies since I didn’t hold the camera backwards and shoot towards myself. Instead, I used a mirror. Then I processed the hell out of the photos. Everyone says I look beautiful.

What does it mean? My pictures look lots better than I do. I’m afraid to meet anyone because they will be terribly disappointed when they see me in person. Wherein lie the perils of post processing.

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It’s closing on the end of January. Usually, by this point in the winter, we’re buried. In ice and snow. Someone has pneumonia. Or is scheduled for major surgery. Spring seems a million years in the future. Looking out on the Siberian landscape in front of our house, we wonder if the snow will melt or will turn glacial and start to move until it consumes the house and everything in its path.

This year is different. We aren’t buried. The snow which started falling last night is the first significant snow of the season. Everyone is suffering from “the thing-that’s-going-around” which means Garry isn’t the only member of the family who can’t hear. But no one has pneumonia (at least I don’t think so). No one is scheduled for surgery.


It was warm until yesterday. Above freezing. The falling snow changed to light rain before it changed to snow again late at night. It was magical first thing in the morning. About five inches, the perfect amount to look beautiful without being a serious inconvenience.

The cortisone shots I got in my hips are working. I can go up and down the stairs almost like a normal person. It’s a temporary fix, but it’s a welcome relief. If only it would stay this way. So, aside from The Cold From Hell which has my ears clogged and my bronchial tubes begging for mercy, so far so good. It’s not perfect, but it’s better than last year.

We need something to look forward to. Garry and I have birthdays in March and April, so I booked us a few days in April at a nice motel in Cooperstown. The last time we were there, we were celebrating Garry’s 50th birthday. This time, we are celebrating his 73rd. Time flew.

deck and snowy woods

You know you’re getting old when don’t stay at the historic inn (it looks like Hill House from The Haunting) in favor of Comfort Inn. Comfort Inn has elevators and we don’t want to haul our tired old bodies and our stuff up the stairs, even though it looks like a classic haunted house.

So, as we round the corner towards February (go Pats!), we are doing reasonably well. Who’d have thunk it?


If forecasts are correct, we are about to get hit by a blizzard. Depending on who you believe, it could rival the blizzard of 1978, which was a doozy. Here in south central Massachusetts, we have an odd weather pattern. For example, we didn’t get hit by Hurricane Sandy, yet we often get buried when everyone else merely gets flurries. It’s a bit of a crap shoot and I can hope we will be spared the worst of the weather.

Wishful thinking aside, it’s a very large storm. We will get snow. At least a foot, hopefully not more than two. It won’t be the end of the world, but it is going to be difficult for a while. I’m more worried about wind, than snow. As usual, I’m worried about losing power. If the power goes out, we don’t have water (no pump) or heat. In a nutshell, without power, we ain’t got nothin’ much.

National Grid is run by a bunch of morons who believe we can report outages on their website. What is it about “power outage” that eludes their understanding?

If you don’t hear from me … well … we’ve been weathered.

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17 replies

  1. Your writing is excellent!


  2. We have heard about your forecast for snow over here in the UK. I hope it is not too bad, I wish you good luck and hope you at least keep your power. All too often we inherit the remnants of your storms, I hope not in this case 🙂

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  3. Lovely photos. Take care. 😀


  4. I should sent you the song “Winter Blues”. It is how we all are feeling about now – trapped in white fluff and ice.


  5. I don’t think we’ll make it to Cooperstown because it’s the end of the world (again).


  6. Thinking of the snow storm, yesterday I told you they were forecasting 20″ in NH – they’ve changed it to 30″ If you have a smart phone you might be able to report power outage with it.Good luck – hope you keep your power..


  7. Nice to hear that you have got your birthdays lined up to celebrate…I guess everyone wants something to look forward to..Right now I am living in a part of India , where one would crave to see snow…and of course experience winter too..I hope your winters pass by without any major power outrage and we get to read you as often as possible 🙂


  8. I can’t over emphasize how much I don’t miss your kind of winters. I don’t miss ice storms with trees falling all through the night. I don’t miss trying to dig my cars out from 3 feet of snow with a rake. (long story) And I don’t miss going with my family to a friend’s wedding & reception with a -75 windchills factors at -15 degree actual temperatures. Now I look out my back door in late January and see golfers pushing their carts or driving their carts in a light rain, grumbling about the inconvenience of the weather. There’s a reason I decided to retire and spend my last years on earth in the Pacific Northwest. I hope you weather this Winter without a power outage. Been there, done that and it’s not a bit fun.


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