Sunday, January 4, 2026

From "Bob, the Ugly Squirrel"

One of the quiet gifts of creating ๐ป๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘  ๐ด๐‘šโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก has been discovering where it travels – and who it keeps company with.

I recently received a handwritten letter from ๐๐จ๐› ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ฅ, a longtime reader and friend of the calendar, writing from California. Bob has written before about how he uses our wall calendar as a companion for looking up – especially when the sky has something special to offer.
Bob shared this account of a mid-December night he recently spent watching the Geminids meteor shower:


๐ˆ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐๐š๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ. ๐ƒ๐ž๐œ. ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐š ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ…
๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐’๐š๐ง ๐ƒ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐จ, ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐„๐ฅ ๐‚๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ. ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐Ž๐œ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ – ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž.
๐Ÿ:๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐€๐Œ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ% ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐†๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ข ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ – ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ฒ ๐–๐š๐ฒ. ๐”๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ญ - ๐๐จ๐  - ๐Ž๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐’๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ. ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฒ.
๐€๐ญ ๐Ÿ:๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐€๐Œ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ! ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ… ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ง. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ.
๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•°. ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ.
(And then, with a sign-off that still makes me smile: "๐ต๐‘œ๐‘, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘”๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘™.")
I love this letter not just for its poetry and precision, but for what it represents – someone far from the Valley, standing on the side of a road in the dark, counting meteors, orienting himself by constellations, using the sky as both map and meaning.
That’s what Head in the Clouds Amherst has always hoped to be: an invitation to notice. To be curious. To step outside, literally or figuratively, and look up.
As we head into 2026, my wish for all of us is simple: may you find moments like Bob’s. Clear skies. Unexpected beauty. And reasons to pause, tilt your head back, and remember you’re part of something vast and wonderful.
Here’s to a new year full of clouds, stars, stories – and the people who take the time to notice them. ☁️✨☄️

(Alas, I did not take this photo of the Geminds over the desert southwest, but I like to think this is what Bob was seeing. Credit: ABC News)



Echoes of celebration

South Pleasant Street & The Amherst Town Common, Amherst MA
Photo by Joshua Wolfsun

This featured photo for January – and the opening image of the 2026 Head in the Clouds Amherst calendar – comes from Joshua Wolfsun, who photographed this scene along South Pleasant Street and the Amherst Town Common.

I’ve always loved how Joshua captured this early January dawn: holiday lights still sparkling, their glow reflected on icy streets. The scene feels both rare and familiar, holding that fleeting moment when the old year has passed but the echoes of celebration still linger.
For 2026, the final edition of our calendar, the jury selected their favorite images from more than a decade of past calendars rather than issuing an open call. This photograph originally appeared as the December image in our 2018 calendar, though it was actually taken just after the New Year – which feels exactly right for a scene suspended between endings and beginnings. ✨❄️