snow-making

My second memory is of snow-making. It was dark. We were in the stairway. Hands of giants were dressing me in heavy clothing as my big brother (two years older) was telling me about this wonderful white cold flaky stuff that fell from the sky. God made this white cold flaky stuff, he said. My brother was very excited, telling me about masses of delicate little pieces of webwork falling and falling, and that this was its own (new to me) particular season. He went into a long and deep analysis of how God accomplished this:

The band of precipitation that is associated with a warm front is often extensive, forced by weak upward vertical motion of air over the frontal boundary, which condenses as it cools off and produces snowfall within an elongated band, which is wide and stratiform, meaning falling out of nimbostratus clouds.

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lost on a mountain in Malacandra

Yes, this is a Maine dedicated blog. Those who know Maine may say with surprise, “Where is Malacandra?” There are many mountains in this state hosting many townships and rural towns. And those who know the works of CS Lewis may say, Didn’t Ransom have a guide in the alien mountains of Mars? These kinds of juxtapositions may happen while reading adventure stories in parallel, in this case Out of the Silent Planet and one other. The best of such adventures can be heartbreaking when one of them is a true adventure, along with knowing it happened to someone in our own real place and time.

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winter warmth

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Zero in Fahrenheit above on the hill this morning.

Winter was coming, the electric was turned off. Would this be a good time to move to Maine? I don’t think we asked that question. We were elated to be moving to Maine. No jobs awaited us. No house or electricity. Would this be a good time to move to Maine? No one was asking as we sat around the glow of the small cylindrical “moonlighter” kerosene heater. It was a marvel of warmth and light to us in the trailer in a village in rural woodland Pennsylvania. Maine: There’s even an ocean, a Gulf.

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