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\u201cDerive happiness in oneself from a good day’s work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.\u201d Henri Matisse<\/p>\nUntil the warm temperatures this past weekend, we still had a lot of snow around. As the air warmed, it hit the cold snow and by midafternoon it was all dark and mysterious out.\u00a0\u00a0 It was invigorating somehow, that mixture of damp mist and strange light.\u201cDerive happiness in oneself from a good day’s work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.\u201d Henri Matisse<\/p>\n
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\u201cLike a man travelling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people in the fields on each side, but near him all appears clear, though in truth he is as much in the fog as any of them.\u201d Benjamin Franklin<\/p>\n
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Not quite the warm air of spring, but you could feel time slipping through winter’s fingers – it can’t hold on much longer.
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\u201cLet us go in; the fog is rising.\u201d Emily Dickinson<\/p>\n
And go in I did – there was lasagna in there!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Until the warm temperatures this past weekend, we still had a lot of snow around. As the air warmed, it hit the cold snow and by midafternoon it was all dark and mysterious out.\u00a0\u00a0 It was invigorating somehow, that mixture … Continue reading