Author Archives: jorysquibb

Taking the Plunge–parts I and II

Taking the Plunge Part I is when you actually go through the ice. It’s a particularly nasty prospect, just now as our days shorten, the puddles freeze, the house settles down to its winter temperatures, and that furry-animal pre-season whimpiness … Continue reading

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deep philosophy: November 10, 2014

Where do we come from?….where are we going?….such meaty questions….but my biggie is: How can I get thru November?…..and it’s only November 10th….November is my nemesis….i don’t know exactly what that means, but it’s the right word….definitely a RPITA….(hint: A … Continue reading

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The November Panic–Nov 1, 2014 (well…almost)

Dear Ice Buddies, There we were, standing around Sunday morning, at Admiral Fortier’s place, scarfing Bill Bunting’s grass-fed spare ribs—actually his cattle’s ribs—yakking 12 to the dozen, waiting for General Buchholz and Private Curtis to arrive. It was absolutely the … Continue reading

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playing the long shot: Moosehead!

8 am saturday….impossible to leave the bed’s cocoon….the shoulders, knees, elbows: each placed just so, to avoid pain…..how to make it down to the magic of toast and tea and Advil?….but the memories….how the body now smiles….luxuriates…Buchholz says there are … Continue reading

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Nagging thought: are we missing something?

Is there some ice somewhere being unused? Perhaps on a slightly-north-of-here lake? here’s a reassuring report from that intrepid nordic skating duo: We drove up to Sebec this morning because the webcam looked so promising and the temp was 16 … Continue reading

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