Mary Beth Writes

These photos were taken by Len on Monday in that other time and world that existed before the Trump gorgons mobbed the Capitol. (Gorgons existed in Greek literature. Gorgons are the poisonous siblings with hair of living snakes. Those who beheld them face-to-face turned to stone. Or were killed by being beaten by a fire extinguisher.)

I have been trying to write about that but it is too hard. There is so much that is clear and is informative. You are reading it as much as I am. Blessed be the journalists, right? 

Let’s just go with “Write to your Congresspeople to tell them to DO SOMETHING!” Let’s say that yes, as we already knew, our society, especially law enforcement, is as racist as the Confederacy. And also, this was not a protest that got out of hand. This was a planned attack.

And then - here are some pretty pictures.

Soft rime is a white ice deposition that forms when the water droplets that are in fog or mist freeze to the outer surfaces of objects. Curiously, it usually freezes on the windward side of tree branches, wires, or any other solid objects.

There was little to no wind on Monday, so the rime ice coats nearly everything.

Soft rime is similar in appearance to hoar frost. But rime is formed by vapor condensing to liquid droplets and then attaching to a surface. Hoar frost is formed by direct deposition from water vapor to solid ice. A heavy coating of hoar frost can look like soft rime, but the formation process is different.

I copied and slightly edited this explanation from Wikipedia. I use Wikipedia so much in my life I am one of those who contributes to it. Remember when an encyclopedia cost hundreds of dollars?

Our bistro lights on Monday morning.

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The traffic cones look fake.

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Len walked on the Drumlin Trail.

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If you look closely, you can see that the small tree seems pinkish. I think there were berries on it.

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Do you remember when you first heard about Jack frost painting frost pictures on windows? Remember sitting in the backseat of your family’s car, breathing a peek hole through the frost, so that you could see out?

Frost is ephemeral and so beautiful. I would miss frost if I lived where it was always warm and sunny.

Well, probably I would miss it.

 

 

 

 

 

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The drive to Rockford to celebrate the epiphany with Mr. P was absolutely wonderful because of the rime ice that covered everything in sight... In Racine we had none and it didn't begin until I was on 173and had passed through Antioch Illinois... I had visions of being in the land of the Snow Queen, it was beautiful... When Mr. P and I went for an hour walk it was absolutely gorgeous from the vantage point of his subdivision with all it's hills and gangs of 20 or so male turkeys wandering across the yards and streets as if they owned them... The rime ice on the way back home yesterday was even more spectacular than the drive down...

Thank you for explaining the difference between rime and hoar frost. I wondered about that but hadn’t bothered to look it up yet. I have very much enjoyed seeing this beautiful winter wonderland. I keep thinking of The desiderata, it is still a beautiful world and most people have good hearts.

Thanks for the beautiful photos MB and Len, and all you do.

Hmmm. Funny, I don’t miss frost much at all here.
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Hah! I was thinking of your lovely FB Desert at Dawn photos...

Love all the pictures. Thanks for the frost lesson. I learned something !

I learned about hoar frost from an astute teacher in grade school at Trautwein, but I never hear of rime frost. I was awed by the beauty of the frost this week and now I know the name. Thank you for the wonderful pictures, Len, and the explanation, Mary Beth.

Beautiful pictures. Peaceful. Quiet. Will we ever feel quiet again? Patricia

Aaaaahhh...thank you Len, for taking those incredibly beautiful photographs and Mary Beth for sharing them. I needed an "aaaaahhhh moment".
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Oh Brother, don't we all....

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Quarantine Diary #312

“You know me, I think there ought to be a big old tree right there. And let's give him a friend. Everybody needs a friend.” ― Bob Ross

This tree lives in Waukesha and stopped me in my tracks when I was out for a walk.

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 When will this Quarantine Diary end? When Len and I drive out not wearing masks to go to a place where we will stay overnight. Just letting you know. FYI we started last year on Friday the 13th of March.

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Quarantine Diary #308 1/15/2021

My life is pretty fine, and I bet yours is, too. Warm place to live. Food to eat. Friends to share and laugh with - even if we have to do it via Zoom.

At the same time, who isn’t feeling anxiety and dread? Will the white supremacist insurrectionist knobs attack the inaugural? Will they screw up state capitols and infrastructure? One lone guy blew up Nashville a mere three weeks ago. What the hell is going on?

Quarantine Diary #307 Brain Names

Remember when there was no autism? Sure, there were kids in our schools who were weirdly able to remember stuff, or were hard to control, or whose emotions triggered at the oddest time. We generally ignored those kids. Those of us who were kind did, anyways. Others bullied. 

Remember the mopey kids in high school who knew too much about depressing art and angsty music and sometimes killed themselves?

Quarantine Diary #306 Hunched Over & Paying Attention

I am going to write some Quarantine Diary entries again. There’s a lot going on and sometimes it helps to hear a small voice as well as the big voices of journalists, pundits, networks, the other public media we follow.

I have had a small headache off and on for days. I worried that I might have contracted Covid, except dang it, I haven’t gone anywhere! And then, thinking about it, I realized I am hunched over my phone much more than usual. These mild on-again, off-again headaches are from eyestrain and weird posture.

Quarantine Diary #292 New Year's Eve

Many of us feel as if we are in limbo until Biden takes office. I don’t think you need me to say a lot about how long and hard this year has been; we’ve been in this dentist’s chair together.

But...

Did you see how many days quarantine has lasted? 292 days.

So far.

This week I read a remarkable essay. On Natural Landscapes, Metaphorical Living, and Warlpiri Identity, by Barry Lopez. https://lithub.com/. Life is weird. The day after I read it, Mr. Lopez died.

Advent Light Post 12/24/2020

Judy Saunders. Photo of a Rose.

Lo, how a rose e'er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung,
Of Jesse's lineage coming,
As folks of old have sung.
It came a flower bright
Amid the cold of winter
When half-spent was the night.

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Len and I were delivering presents to Chicago yesterday. Social distancing, with masks, but we did it and we saw our kids’ faces and there’s your Christmas, Ma’am.

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