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There's a rare mingling of sensations with a new-fallen snow.  Fresh yet familiar.  Excitement mixed with a remarkable quiet. And eve...

Alas, with football out of the way, now there is nothing.  Winter plods on.  And will for six more weeks, that is if you're inclined t...

Another week, another blizzard. Sunday night brought eight inches of snow to our sleepy town. I feel like I'm getting used to the snow...

I was talking to someone the other day about the weather. (Don't worry, things will start to pick up here in a minute.) They made a re...

Hello, you've reached Bone's blog. Bone is unable to blog right now because, well, it's January. You know the drill. BEEP! I t...