Another American Adventure: 7 inches

Saturday, January 21, 2012

7 inches

The engineer that he is, John has to measure the depth of the snow. Says, after measuring in several different spots, that he consistently comes up with 7 inches. I'm wondering how (and when) all this snowing happened without me seeing it!

Hotdog that he is, John throws a snowball while Jubilee checks out the action on the hill.

Jubilee is attracted to the laughter and excitement of the little girls.

Snow is so white and smooth!

This is the drive home from the park - no problem with roads around here.

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"In those first days, people said, a squirrel could run the long length of Pennsylvania without ever touching the ground. In those first days, the woods were white oak and chestnut, hickory, maple, sycamore, walnut, wild ash, wild plum, and white pine. The pine grew on the ridgetops where the mountains' lumpy spines stuck up and their skin was thinnest.

"The wilderness was uncanny, unknown. Benjamin Franklin had already invented his stove in Philadelphia by 1753, and Thomas Jefferson was a schoolboy in Virginia; French soldiers had been living in forts along Lake Erie for two generations. But west of the Alleghenies in western Pennsylvania, there was not even a settlement, not even a cabin. No Indians lived there, or even near there.

"Wild grapevines tangled the treetops and shut out the sun. Few songbirds lived in the deep woods. Bright Carolina parakeets - red, green, and yellow - nested in the dark forest. There were ravens then, too. Woodpeckers rattled the big trees' trunks, ruffed grouse whirred their tail feathers in the fall, and every long once in a while a nervous gang of empty-headed turkeys came hustling and kicking through the leaves - but no one heard any of this, no one at all."

Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.