led in for the long haul, we suspect. The snow now does not melt in the Sun. While the drive has a light scatter of snow that stays, the woods and yard are looking white until Spring. This provides time for studying online how to work the new trout rod and check out the Beatles on Amazon Prime. Thoughts of last night’s annual playing of Scrooge: A Christmas Carol with Alistair Sims bounce off the cold looking tree trunks. It black and white images cast spookily against the black and white landscape. Just like It’s a Wonderful Life, only in black and white does it look right. Color is a failure as the thoughts of the makers were on how it would cast its images in the gray tones.
Now thoughts turn to spring and Spring Break movies. Where the Boys
Are (1960) makes festive these times of dark. Watched it the other night. What struck me this time was
how limited in scope Spring Break was in the 1960 period, versus the masses of
now. The escape from the snow is a bit over done as the cold after the snow is
often worse for those of the North. Of course, folk of all ages escape the cold
North now. While the students take a month older folk take the rest of Fall to
Spring—Snowbirds, they are.
Birds still seem around but not in favor of our offerings. Working on the
problem we are. If one can come, why not the crowd. Stuff must be alright if
the lone birds come and try some.