Tag: Lake Champlain
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Sunrise Today (Minus Ten Years)
What a difference one decade makes! This photo of sunrise over Lake Champlain at 5:55 AM on February 24, 2014 captures a typical midwinter perspective from Rosslyn once upon a time. Snow. Ice. I think the last time that the broad lake froze was 2019. And at this advanced date, it looks increasingly unlikely that…
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Midwinter Champlaining
As I see it, we’re about 2/3 of the way through winter with one month to go until we round the corner into springtime. Despite the fact that today didn’t exactly offer perfect conditions to launch the dory for a frosty February row, I do have a bit of good news. Atypically high water levels…
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Complaints: Top 5
What do you complain about the most? Such a mysterious adventure story, this thing we call life. Plot twists around every corner. Characters waxing and waning. Textures tangling and untangling, melodies braiding and unbraiding, hues shifting and sifting so subtly we wonder if we’re imagining it,… A mesmerizing mystery so pure, so pulchritudinous as to…
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New Year Challenges
As I dip the tip of my toe into 2024 — chilly but refreshing so far — I receive an enticing invitation to join the WordPress Bloganuary challenge. Daily prompts conjoining, possibly rhyming the thematic current of multiple bloggers around the globe. And so it is that the first of my new year challenges (though…
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Gangway Unicycling
More than a dozen years later it’s clear what an ill advised idea gangway unicycling was. Still is. Forever will be. But on July 11, 2010 we brought Susan’s unicycle down to the boathouse for some lakeside pedaling. I no longer recall exactly why, but it had something to do with the realization that And…
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Christmas Eve
This evening I would like to share a memory of our first Christmas Eve at Rosslyn in 2008. It was to be our first Christmas at Rosslyn. For weeks we had been racing the calendar, coaxing the team forward, cramming days into hours to ensure that construction would finally end and Rosslyn would at last…
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Champlain Cresting?
Will Lake Champlain set a Christmas high water record? We certainly hope not, but the current lake level is flirting with flood stage (prompting me to refresh the USGS data tracker obsessively.) I’ve spent about 30 hours willing the graph’s upward arc to bend, to level off, per chance to vein falling. At last the…
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Hibernal High
I almost preempted this evening’s post with an update on the rising, rising, rising lake levels. Given the alarming uptick — Lake Champlain has risen approximately 2’ in the last couple of days with waters currently approaching spring flood stage — our attention is focused on meteorological forecasts. But angsty fretting serves no one, so…
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Passing Split Rock
“I’m just now passing Split Rock,” I tell Susan while sailing north toward home. Or when heading to Point Bay Marina for refueling after a wakesurf or waterski session in Whallons Bay. Or when skating south on the frozen lake… Our Rosslyn lifestyle has been informed by the moods, temperament, activities, topography, and breathtaking beauty…
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Kestrel at Rosslyn Boathouse
This evening I return to a nostalgic snapshot steeped in the sepia tones of yesteryear. An artifact from our Rosslyn collection, this old photo was featured on February 24, 2014 in the Essex Community blog by Katie Shepard. As often, the discourse generated by this visual time, capsule provided valuable insight to the Kestrel, a…
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Real Things
I’m up to my neck in deferred things and pressing things, and always the real thing gets shelved. — Ted Hughes (Source: The Atlantic) I’ll soon revise and publish a post observing, lamenting, and resolving to vanquish “the tyranny of stuff” once and for all. Or, at least for a while. The post, still in…
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Sunup Sunday
Up early for a soggy gray morning, rambunctious not-quite-winter wind thrashing and whorling, raindrops on and off, on and off,… Not quite the sunup Sunday I’d conjured in my technicolor imagination! It was the sort of unsettled environment that makes the prospect of returning to bed more inviting than, say, making breakfast for Carley. But…