Musings Upon Winter Solstice 2011


I’ve come to view late fall bird feeder activity as an indication of the severity of the coming winter and it looks like this winter will be . . . um, average.

The average snowfall at the mountain retreat is about 50 inches a year and there already was a freak one-foot snowfall in late October, so the average is likely to be topped if the pattern of January and February snows holds. But it also has been a warmer than average fall, so who the heck knows?

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I heated with wood for something like 25 years and there is nothing — I say nothing — like padding around the house on a frigid winter morning with the stove, crank, crank, cranking away.

The aroma of the wood (black walnut in the fall, cherry and oak in the winter and Osage orange on the coldest nights), walls and floors warm to the touch, the heat insinuating itself under the skin, is wonderful in a primal sort of way.

That noted, coal heat is a close second, especially with the Pennsylvania anthracite rice coal that we have burned the last four winters. It is longer burning, has higher heat output and pollutes less than other coals.

The price of Pennsylvania anthracite hovers around $200 a ton, as opposed to upwards of $4 a gallon for heating oil, but the price is artificially high. This is because China, which is the largest coal producing country in the world, buys as much Pennsylvania anthracite as it can get its hands on because it so superior to its domestic coal.

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Speaking of energy, we’re nearing the one-year mark with our passive solar system, and in nine of the proceeding 11 months the Metropolitan Edison electricity meter has run backwards because we are producing a surplus and Met Ed has to pay us.

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Another anniversary looms: The arrival of Jack and Nicky, brother-sister chocolate Labrador retrievers (photo, above right) rescue from an owner who could not really care for them.

Watching their metamorphosis from being cage bound to having a 40,000-acre wildlife refuge to romp in has been beautiful: The hind quarters of Jack, who is a massive 100-pounder, were atrophying, while Nicky was obese at 80 or so pounds.

But now Jack’s awesome athleticism is on full display while Nicky has lost weight and endlessly chases her bigger brother and, when it is warm, swims in a nearby mountain creek.

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  • DR. CLARISSA PINKOLA ESTÉS, Managing Editor of TMV, and Columnist

    i loved reading this! thank you Shaun, the dogs look just great, no doubt in part the vast acreage of love in some two people I know, as well as the land.