Head in the Clouds Amherst: Whirling of the Celestial

Saturday, January 1, 2022

Whirling of the Celestial

Photo by Joshua Wolfsun, taken at Puffer's Pond on 12/26/2021
Strepsiades: Who makes the thunder that makes me shake in terror?
Socrates: It is just the Clouds rocking in the sky.
Strepsiades: Is nothing sacred! How do they do that?
Socrates: Simple. When they become completely saturated with moisture, they are forced by Necessity to begin to oscillate to and fro. Every now and again they ram each other and of course, being packed with precipitation, CRASH! A cloudburst!
Strepsiades: But surely someone must force them to move in the first place. That must be Zeus.
Socrates: Not at all, it is the whirling of the Celestial.
~ From The Clouds, a play by Aristophanes first performed in 423 BC (some 2,444 years ago) at the Festival of Dionysia, Athens, Greece. Translated by Peter Meineck

Contemplating the passage of time - and the passage of clouds - on this first day of the year. I feel certain our endless grey stratus clouds will break sometime soon, yielding to a glorious blue and white tableau.

Wishing all friends of Head in the Clouds Amherst a wonderful 2022, with abundant, inspiring, and beautiful clouds to spark your imagination!

Happy New Year!

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On Puffer's Pond

Saturday, February 4, 2023, 3:35 pm: The past two days have seen record-breaking cold in the area, with the temperature dipping to -14F overnight, Friday into Saturday. To make matters worse, the wind was unyielding, whipping through the trees and driving wind chill readings down to -40F. In a season that had been unusually mild up until that point, it was something of a shock. Local residents were suddenly forced to think about warming up their cars, preventing pipes from freezing, and dressing in multiple layers to walk their dogs. By Saturday, while many were happy to hunker down and wait for temperatures to stop breaking low records, this was the moment that ice fishers and skaters had been waiting for all winter. With temps hovering around 12F (albeit above zero) by Saturday afternoon, Puffer's Pond was the place to be for about 30 people, many of whom were spread out over the ice, either ice fishing or playing hockey. While this is a fairly typical sight at Puffer's in the coldest winter months, our current lack of snow made it unique. No one had to contend with snowpack - the skaters didn't even have to clear a "field" for their game. And with all the hiking paths snow and ice-free, photographers had no trouble capturing water flowing through, under, and around layers of ice on the water. And, still, at 12F, without hand and foot warmers, I did not linger long. The temps will be rising quickly in the coming week, climbing well above freezing, even to 50F in the days to come. So, I'm guessing the skaters and ice fishers also won't be here much longer.

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Saturday, January 1, 2022

Whirling of the Celestial

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