A blast of arctic cold is due to arrive this weekend in New England , it is December after all. Fields where the grass is still green will be hard to find by Solstice.
The transition from late fall to winter is melancholy in a bittersweet sort of way. One season is ending, another is beginning and The Circle Game continues.
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower
We will grieve not, but rather find
Strength in what remains behind.
~William Wordsworth 1807 Ode, Intimations of Immortality
from Reflections of Early Childhood
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