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The wind gusts yesterday were over fifty and they blew all day long. The river, in the small town, where I work has been blown off its' course. No longer is what lies beneath it, a secret.
The wind gusts yesterday were over fifty and they blew all day long. The river, in the small town, where I work has been blown off its' course. No longer is what lies beneath it, a secret.
 
Against all odds, the mild spring- like weather does linger. I do not believe there is a daffodil left, that did not take advantage of the conditions . . . for they are blooming in great numbers.
Against all odds, the mild spring- like weather does linger. I do not believe there is a daffodil left, that did not take advantage of the conditions . . . for they are blooming in great numbers.
 
It remains unseasonably warm, so much that the flowers meant for March are making their presence known. There are reported sightings of daffodils and hyacinths - and I have seen first hand the spirea.
It remains unseasonably warm, so much that the flowers meant for March are making their presence known. There are reported sightings of daffodils and hyacinths - and I have seen first hand the spirea.
 
My loyal readers of the "rabbit patch diary" know full well my plight with baking cookies. I have had all sorts of disasters.
My loyal readers of the "rabbit patch diary" know full well my plight with baking cookies. I have had all sorts of disasters.
 
The "early service" was a quiet and peaceful affair, today. A soft glow in the sky heralded the new day.
The "early service" was a quiet and peaceful affair, today. A soft glow in the sky heralded the new day.
 
The windows are up at the rabbit patch and the birds are singing. Daffodils are beginning to sprout, but I am too old to be fooled, at least by this . . .It is February.
The windows are up at the rabbit patch and the birds are singing. Daffodils are beginning to sprout, but I am too old to be fooled, at least by this . . .It is February.
 
It is early, as I write this. Not yet, is it time for the early service to commence.
It is early, as I write this. Not yet, is it time for the early service to commence.
 
I barely made the early service, this morning. A light rain was falling and it compelled me to linger a few extra moments.
I barely made the early service, this morning. A light rain was falling and it compelled me to linger a few extra moments.
 
With yesterday, being February first, I said "rabbit" a lot. A friend introduced me to this custom many years ago.
With yesterday, being February first, I said "rabbit" a lot. A friend introduced me to this custom many years ago.
 
It was raining before the day arrived. The dawn came gradually without any fanfare. The mockingbird did not proclaim the morning, either.
It was raining before the day arrived. The dawn came gradually without any fanfare. The mockingbird did not proclaim the morning, either.
 
I attended the early service, today, - the last Saturday in January. The morning was cold and still, but a mockingbird sang, anyway.
I attended the early service, today, - the last Saturday in January. The morning was cold and still, but a mockingbird sang, anyway.
 
My early service was void of seeing the sun rise. I first woke, before light came to the world.
My early service was void of seeing the sun rise. I first woke, before light came to the world.
 
Jennys' birthday, dawned bright and clear, much like the day she was born. Lyla and I sang "Happy Birthday" several times before breakfast. Lyla wanted a cake and party hats to confirm the occasion, at breakfast.
Jennys' birthday, dawned bright and clear, much like the day she was born. Lyla and I sang "Happy Birthday" several times before breakfast. Lyla wanted a cake and party hats to confirm the occasion, at breakfast.
 
It started snowing in the late evening, yesterday. Today, when light came to the rabbit patch, the territory looked like a post card from a place like "New England" or my friend "Fayes' Iowa".
It started snowing in the late evening, yesterday. Today, when light came to the rabbit patch, the territory looked like a post card from a place like "New England" or my friend "Fayes' Iowa".
 
There has been no need to build a fire as of lately, at the " rabbit patch". Instead, the window, by the morning table, is raised.
There has been no need to build a fire as of lately, at the " rabbit patch". Instead, the window, by the morning table, is raised.
 
Very far away from me, across the wild and open sea,
Very far away from me, across the wild and open sea,
 
All day long, there has been sunshine on the rabbit patch. Sunshine that was bright enough to cast shadows. I have always loved the play of light and shade.
All day long, there has been sunshine on the rabbit patch. Sunshine that was bright enough to cast shadows. I have always loved the play of light and shade.
 
I was up this morning, when the territory was dark and silent. I especially wanted to see the sunrise on the snow, again.
I was up this morning, when the territory was dark and silent. I especially wanted to see the sunrise on the snow, again.
 
This is no ordinary day at the rabbit patch, for snow blankets the territory. School was dismissed early, yesterday-and so all afternoon, I waited for snow.
This is no ordinary day at the rabbit patch, for snow blankets the territory. School was dismissed early, yesterday-and so all afternoon, I waited for snow.
 
Lylas' snowman has been around so long, he should have had a name. It was -6 degrees F this morning at the early service.
Lylas' snowman has been around so long, he should have had a name. It was -6 degrees F this morning at the early service.
 
The snow at the rabbit patch, lingers and will for at least a few days more. Like everywhere else, it is cold here.
The snow at the rabbit patch, lingers and will for at least a few days more. Like everywhere else, it is cold here.
 
Some people call them cheese "straws", sometimes they are called cheese "biscuits" If you pipe them, they are straws, if you make them into little cookies, then they are biscuits.
Some people call them cheese "straws", sometimes they are called cheese "biscuits" If you pipe them, they are straws, if you make them into little cookies, then they are biscuits.
 
On the first day of the brand new year, I missed the early service. By the time I woke, the sun was up and shining.
On the first day of the brand new year, I missed the early service. By the time I woke, the sun was up and shining.
 
It was snowing at the early service, this morning. It did not last long, and only could be considered a dusting, but the chance to watch it fall, was not short on beauty.
It was snowing at the early service, this morning. It did not last long, and only could be considered a dusting, but the chance to watch it fall, was not short on beauty.
 
Christmas eve morning is here . . and with it rain. I woke to the sound of rain and it was lovely.
Christmas eve morning is here . . and with it rain. I woke to the sound of rain and it was lovely.
 
I arrived in Elizabeth City, early in the afternoon, on Wednesday. It had rained the whole day. When I crossed the three rivers, it was impossible to see where the rivers ended and the sky started, on the horizon.
I arrived in Elizabeth City, early in the afternoon, on Wednesday. It had rained the whole day. When I crossed the three rivers, it was impossible to see where the rivers ended and the sky started, on the horizon.
 
Today is the first day of the holiday break. The morning was too lovely not to notice, as I drove to work.
Today is the first day of the holiday break. The morning was too lovely not to notice, as I drove to work.
 
Morning broke again with a holy silence. It is hard to be anything but reverent when all around you is still.
Morning broke again with a holy silence. It is hard to be anything but reverent when all around you is still.
 
The early service, in the rabbit patch territory, was a cold and still one, today. I went out to collect pine cones and thought the sound of the door shutting, would shatter the world.
The early service, in the rabbit patch territory, was a cold and still one, today. I went out to collect pine cones and thought the sound of the door shutting, would shatter the world.
 
Winter came in last night with a cold and mighty wind. It matters little to me that the calendar does not yet declare it is winter at the rabbit patch.
Winter came in last night with a cold and mighty wind. It matters little to me that the calendar does not yet declare it is winter at the rabbit patch.
 
I was up long before dawn, this day. I was at the early service in the back yard of the rabbit patch, standing under a sycamore, not bearing a single leaf, when morning broke.
I was up long before dawn, this day. I was at the early service in the back yard of the rabbit patch, standing under a sycamore, not bearing a single leaf, when morning broke.
 
The bone chilling rain is about to wind down, it seems. But for just a few measly degrees, it would have been snow.
The bone chilling rain is about to wind down, it seems. But for just a few measly degrees, it would have been snow.
 
I all but missed the early service this morning. I slipped in late-but in time for communion.
I all but missed the early service this morning. I slipped in late-but in time for communion.
 
I all but missed the early service this morning. I slipped in late-but in time for communion. Thankfully, the rabbit patch does not keep an account of such things.
I all but missed the early service this morning. I slipped in late-but in time for communion. Thankfully, the rabbit patch does not keep an account of such things.
 
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