It’s been unusually warm for October around New England. Typically, in October, we burn all the odd pieces that came in with the cords of firewood. The shorts, scrap, and assorted junk make for just the sort of fire needed as the weather cools down. We’ll have a small fire in the morning to drive off the chill and another in the late evening to do the same. This gradually ramps up as the month progresses, and we are entering the heating season by Halloween.
Not this year. I still have shorts, scrap, and junk to burn. On Halloween, it hit 79 outside. When November first dawned, I was working in my shirtsleeves. Tonight, it might cool down to seasonal temperatures. We’ll see.
I don’t like freezing cold mornings or days on which I work hard to crank the snowblower into action. I’ve lived almost my entire life in New England, and I distrust too much of a good thing. Nice weather like this in the fall—well, I am sitting here thinking there will be a classic payback in December. Worse, is a lovely temperate December. If that happens, I fear back-to-back blizzards, followed by icy rain and another blizzard. Then we get dumped on in February just as I am getting ready for maple syrup.
So, while you are sitting there going with the flow, hoping for an unseasonable early spring, I am hunkering down expecting a real New England winter surprise.
I know that I am right. Yesterday, I saw the first slate-sided juncos. They never arrive before December. Just remember that you heard it first from me. Get your boots ready!
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😩 The juncos — already?? Hunker down, indeed, New England!
I have no idea what’s going to happen here — I wish things had been a little more “normal” over the summer. Stay warm!!1
There was normal, than there was a suggestion that there would be a New Normal. Now people are settling in for there not being any normal at all. The sheer neferiosity of it dimensionally enlarges.
I know. And we thought we’d seen neferiousity but today’s news is rife with more and new neferiousity. I had to explain to a friend that no. If a nuke were dropped on Cheyenne Mountain he — a Colorado Springs resident — would be vaporized. He disputed that! What can you do?
Perhaps they think it would be the Rapture?
I believe they do.
Plenty do but not him. He just thinks nukes are like Hiroshima. He hasn’t kept up.
I was just thinking of neferiousity. There’s nothing good about it. It’s more difficult to be mean, sadistic, manipulative, dishonest and cruel than not to be those things — I think? Unless a person is totally warped and has gone completely over to the dark side. How does someone go there? The evil X was all those things. How? And when I see His Apex Neferiousity in action I see the Evil X to the 10th power and people are attracted to it. I’m honestly saddened and bewildered by the ascendance of neferiousity but maybe I’m just — at the ripe old age of nearly 73 — hopelessly naive. 🥺
I do not think you are naive. and I also agree that being purposely cruel, and sadistic is a sort of special state of existence. Getting close enough to it to understand it could be incredibly dangerous. Terms like psychopath come to mind. I’ve run into a total of two women that fit that keyhole, and I’ll be forever grateful that I was spared lasting relationships with them. Normal nasty is bad enough but people like them and, from your description, the Evil X are the sorts you do not walk away from. You run from them.
Yep. I glad we got away.