It should soon be upon us. Time for the January Thaw. That warm-up time that lets you get through the cold and snow of winter and allows you to take a breath, pause, build up your energy, and plow through the rest of the season toward the hoped-for spring.
Except we here in the DC area really can't thaw so much as milden up a bit. It' a mild winter to begin with. Few freezes. No snow. Nothing to thaw from. No need to pause. Breaths of warm air - or at least temperate - are plentiful. So, like Pennsylvania, we've left January Thaws behind, as well.
Maybe it will be replaced by July Chills.
We happily have more guests this week. Pat is staying here while Jen attends a conference across the River in DC. And a friend from Massachusetts, Allison, stops by tonight on her way south to Florida. It's good to have a house filled with people. That's what houses are good for. Holding people. Being the places of food, friendship and connection.
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About Me
- Mark Gorman
- I was born in Williamsport, Pennsylvania, along the banks of the Susquehanna River, in the valley made up by Bald Eagle Mountain to the south, and gentle hills and valleys to the north. That place that sheltered me, gave me food and friends, and both physical and spiritual nourishment for 18 years. That is the space where I was physically and emotionally formed. Ever since growing up there . . . because of growing up there . . . I have been inexorably linked to nature . . . to the earth and to all life.