Two chapters, abstracted from a short novel about life. In the first section, a young man calls his brother, to point out how curfew was common during wartime. How people got used to it, even if they didn’t understand the utility. What made 8:00 p.m. different from 7:45 p.m in the eyes of the authorities?
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Sometimes, things just make sense. We had some new snow, last night. It covered up my green paths from yesterday. And in the logical conclusion, the local sled squad returned this afternoon. And made more paths. I’m sure the novelty will wear off, but ’21 is starting off to be all downhill.
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I’m too old to play outside in the snow, but I can still get a kick out of watching others do so. This afternoon, the hill in my back yard was taken under siege by some locals.
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The new GPS is very good at determining where we are. And, not so good at displaying the details. I plugged the gadget into the computer, for initial firmware updates. Based on the software, it will require a minimum of nine hours to catch up on the world (as we know it). How much can things have changed since the device was created, earlier in this decade? I’m looking forward to seeing what is new.
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Things that we forget: opening the windows during cold weather will also cool off your house. I’m here in short sleeves, feeling a bit of an edge to the air in the room. Checked my weather station data feed, which also includes the “interior temperature”, and we’re down almost two degrees in ten minutes. Guess the plan for the rest of the evening will involve a) a sweater and b) closing those same windows.
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“This afternoon, the ship hit the man”
Oooh! I really hate autocorrect…
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One super skill that I would like to develop? Easy. I want to be able to remember those moments (call them dreams, if you will) that occur when I nap.
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Some jobs are best handled one bit at a time. Or, in the case of an unexpected snowfall, one shovel full. This afternoon, while the dog watched from a window, I took up my shovel, and cleared the deck. Had to be done.
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The weather forecast can’t always be wrong. Yesterday, we were told that snow was coming. And it did. All night long. This morning, we moved from nothing to something. Or as I told one of the kids, zero to thirty (centimeters). I measured. Stuck a ruler into the snow cover and confirmed things.
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The fervents of winter can rejoice; we have new snow on the ground. Not enough to impede the mails (I hope), but I can now tell which path our foxy neighbours are employing on their way to somewhere else. The forecasters have been all over the map on this one, and the actual flurries didn’t begin until late afternoon. Well after the walking period, to the relief of some in the house.
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