tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post3836589078057419153..comments2024-03-29T05:41:35.119-07:00Comments on Graphic Firing Table: Black MonthsFDChiefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10607785969510234092noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-39719504969003989922011-11-21T22:18:32.598-07:002011-11-21T22:18:32.598-07:00I wish the weather were more pleasant for you. I ...I wish the weather were more pleasant for you. I have read that along with the Oregon's beauty comes some very harsh and fickle weather.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08839236994990699117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-15149472739243341962011-11-20T22:29:22.500-07:002011-11-20T22:29:22.500-07:00Well, that's the hand you're dealt when yo...Well, that's the hand you're dealt when you make a living working outdoors.<br /><br />Our autumn is never predictable. Some years we have this long slow slide into winter; others, the rains arrive in September and it's all over until May. It's a crapshoot every year, and all we can do is hope for the best.<br /><br />This week is supposed to be fairly crummy, too, and I'm outside all three working days.FDChiefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10607785969510234092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-54471231023419208042011-11-19T18:33:55.260-07:002011-11-19T18:33:55.260-07:00So sorry -- I find it always hard to adjust when n...So sorry -- I find it always hard to adjust when nature turns cruel :( Why can't we have an eternal Spring or fall?!?<br /><br />I have always loved Van Gogh's "Nature morte aux tournesols" -- the flowers are past their prime, perhaps, but to my eyes, achingly lovely. So that is fall. I could dwell there happily. Winter is too harsh for my liking.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08839236994990699117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-4345063386337078352011-11-19T18:00:11.411-07:002011-11-19T18:00:11.411-07:00Indeed.
Wednesday was quite the cold misery.Indeed.<br /><br />Wednesday was quite the cold misery.FDChiefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10607785969510234092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31246093.post-59275945771248133112011-11-19T13:05:07.732-07:002011-11-19T13:05:07.732-07:00Rain is lovely when sheltered inside with one'...Rain is lovely when sheltered inside with one's beloved. Or, it can be quite a lone dismalness.<br /><br /><i>The apparition of these faces in the crowd; <br />Petals on a wet, black bough.</i> <br /> <br />(In a Station of the Metro, Ezra Pound)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08839236994990699117noreply@blogger.com