Between the Waters

Storm Warning!

By: EarlB, 1:26 AM GMT on January 27, 2009

All of the necessary supplies are ready, the larder is full,
bread, milk, all the necessaries for an approaching winter
storm (or for a dread "milk toast", deathbed recipe) are on hand.

Fifteen minutes after the forecast made the airways, and I could
hear cars starting from miles away as they tried to get to the
grocery stores before shelves were bare of the essentials.

Aside from our local history of the 24-hour-storm (no matter how
much snow falls, it is gone in 24 hours of hitting the ground), the
rush for emergency food is a revered tradition. I usually have enough
of both (a cup of milk and two slices of bread) to weather the 24 hours
of relative isolation that four whole inches(!) of snow provides.

The worst part of the scenario occurs when (and not "if") the
forecasters are wrong and our storm-of-the-year unexpectedly veers
offshore: we are blessed with eye-crunching sunshine and too much bread
and milk... milk toast anyone?

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Premio Dardos

By: EarlB, 12:43 AM GMT on January 20, 2009

What a surprise today to read from a long-time blog correspondent and
friend, that she was awarding me the web prize "Premio Dardos"! I am
humbled even more now than when I read her proclamation in my recent blog
"On Cat Feet", because I have now researched a bit about the Premio.

For instance, to learn that “The Prémio Dardos is given for recognition of
cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in the form of
creative and original writing. These stamps were created with the intention
of promoting fraternization between bloggers, a way of showing affection
and gratitude for work that adds value to the Web.", I fully fear now, that
there must be some mistake: I write because I "HAVE" to, not because I am
bettering anything!

Anyone who has ever written a poem in high school (exactly how I started,
writing a long-lost poem with a friend, Jim, during math class) and found
a spark of accomplishment and satisfaction, knows what I mean. Some of us
just never grow up!

I could have just written a safe little diary, but, having never grown up,
I have apparently never "learned" either - I have put my imaginings onto
paper, early in a 1970's newspaper with a poetry column, more recently my
ideas, now not confined to poetry (though some insist that five sentences
constitute a poem!), but also include prose observations, explorations
find outlet in a weatherunderground blog.

So, Linda, of http://www.wunderground.com/blog/shoreacres/show.html and
http://shoreacres.wordpress.com/ has given me this prize explaining my
qualifications as: "Between The Waters - Poetry and photography, on an
occasional basis. I tease Earl about his “regularly irregular” posting
schedule, but those posts always are worth waiting for. His latest poem
pulls off a literary feat I would have thought impossible." My official
response to her praise is "Even a blind sow finds a turnip every now and
again!".

I have deep respect for Linda's skill with writing, and I blush at her
praise for my skill. After all, I had to change the recent blog title after
I mis-quoted the Sandburg title (and in the correction I referred to a
poet other than Carl!). With the prize money that comes with the "Premio",
I am going to take a refresher course on American literature, and to join
the local YMCA to enroll in a memory exercise class!

About the requirements of the prize:

1) Accept the award by posting it on your blog along with the name of the
person that has granted the award and a link to his/her blog.
2) Pass the award to another 15 blogs that are worthy of this
acknowledgment, remembering to contact each of them to let them know
they have been selected for this award.”

You can see how cleverly I have already complied with point one. Point two
may take some time. I am not a blogger (just ask linda, thank goodness she
never tires of pointing me toward her "WordPress" blog with always insightful
observations that compare to something that burped from my "pen". Other
than the "shoreacres" blog and scant few others, I just am not aware
of any other blogs. But again, with the remaining prize money, I will
buy some bandwidth, and identify some favorites, this I promise!

Thank you again Linda. I am so very proud!!

To the good folks at WeatherUnderground.com: Tolerance! This is NOT
weather related, I know, but you should be quite proud that at least
two of your bloggers are holders of the "Premio Dardos"!! As a former
meteorologist, I know how much art there is to forecasting, I think the
underground deserves a prize!!

Updated: 7:56 PM GMT on January 21, 2009

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On Cat Feet

By: EarlB, 1:33 AM GMT on January 09, 2009

Thirty miles to the west, sleet and snow falls, but in that
thirty sleeps the bay, temperer of the January storms.

While snow and ice chill the west, a blanket of fog is pulled
up to our chins. Here by the ocean, all is softened.

Instead of the sound of waves growling across the miles, their
sound today purrs at my feet.

Trees that have lost their leafy softness have found it again
in the soft belly fur of the mist.

The air that was cold cut from crystal is now as soft as the step
of a cat's paw on moss.

Fog.

Updated: 4:38 PM GMT on January 19, 2009

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