Believe it or not, but it snowed in Fairbanks last night, the last night of August. Just a dusting, and nothing that stuck around. I didn't even know about it until I heard the weather report on the radio.
The sky is filled with Canada geese honking and flying in ragged Vs. They're not leaving quite yet, just practicing or herding up or something.
Here are my x-country skis, right where I left them the last time I skied this spring. I suppose I could have put them away, but what's the point? Up here we leave our ice scrapers under the car seat, our coats and hats in the front closet, the snow shovel next to the porch. What would be the point of putting things away when they'll be needed again in a few weeks? One of the things you learn up here is that Summer is just a thin veneer over Winter.Won't be long now
2 comments:
Thanks for the good words, deepinthought. My own brand of science fiction is more concerned with people and the effects of high tech on society than on space wars or parallel universes. I call it "everyday" SF. I hope you get a chance to pick up a copy of Counting Heads and see what I mean.
Lovely pictures, David!
:-)
Vera
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