Farming/Nature
Winter Solitude
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This tobacco shed off Hill Street rests quietly after a fresh snowfall.
The Suffield Observer (https://thesuffieldobserver.com/category/farmingnature/page/22/)
This tobacco shed off Hill Street rests quietly after a fresh snowfall.
A flock of wild turkeys forage in a Bridge Street yard on November 10.
These wintry days I am dreaming of the ocean. Days with my feet in the sand listening to the lapping of waves and casting my eyes on that big expanse of ocean until it merges with the sky. Naturally the conversation, whether it is just in my head or shared with others, turns to the ocean’s shade of blue. It is easy to draw folks into this discussion and very difficult to reach a consensus. Is the sea royal or navy, topaz, azure or aquamarine?
Some people just know how to beat the cold. My friend in high school was one of them. She had kinfolk from Vermont, which definitely gave her the edge in the sub-zero department. And, I suspect there was some Nordic blood coursing through her veins, as she and her siblings were tow heads, sauna aficionados and, built like Sonja Henie or Ole Einar Bjørndalen, definitely prepared to go the distance. I never willingly would sign up to race any of them up or down any hill in town, snow covered or otherwise.
At any rate, my friend had an arsenal of tricks developed over the years to beat the winter weather.
What a fabulous year this has been for Suffield farmers. The weather was about as perfect as it gets, except for the soggy spring. We got plenty of warm sunny days, and rain came when it was needed. Irrigation of crops was very limited all summer. The weather has continued to cooperate this fall with warm dry days that make for good tobacco curing in the sheds.