Sunday, February 2, 2014

"There'll be no landing at the lighthouse tomorrow"

St. Joseph Lighthouse, Michigan
photo by Kim W. 

Here's a bit of winter magic for February 2, just when I thought winter magic had all run out. Never again will I doubt the serious and whimsical strangeness of the north - how ice clings to ice in impossible shapes of known things, in a spell that only the birds can undo but choose not to. Not yet.
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Post title is Charles Tansley annoying Mrs. Ramsay as he sides with her husband and dashes James' hopes. (Virginia Woolf. To the Lighthouse. New York: Harcourt Brace, 1927. 7.)