Monday, December 30, 2019

Dashing Through The Snow...

... on a no-horse pair of skis, a few days after Christmas.


The sun is trying to poke through the haze.
It hasn't been cold enough to freeze the flow.

It's not quite freezing and the wind is not quite whipping.  A good day for a trek through the woods.  But since the snow has just a tad of melt on top, it's very slick, so it's also a good day for a healthy amount of caution when headed downhill through the trees.

Enough snow to ski upon, but not enough to bury the rocks and logs.
Also worth consideration are roots and buried limbs
positioned perfectly for arching over fast-moving ski tips and grabbing ankles.
None found this trip, thankfully.

Water gurgles below thin ice.


The large paw prints show that others have also used the trail.
Maybe not all the bears are sleeping.


It's always nice to stop and appreciate the microforest
under the spreading hemlock tree.


The woodpeckers and milli-mushrooms are fond of this tall stump,
sill upright though long past life.


A major mass of milli-mushrooms.


There are many wind-assisted deadfalls in the woods.
The route must be adjusted when a big one has fallen across the trail.

It looks like there has also been a deadfall on the deck.
Ice chunks coming off the roof may have caused this,
but the sleigh marks and hoof prints found
indicate a poor landing caused by overloading.

The metal roots failed to hold this stump upright.
I should probably get right to fixing it.


But I think it's better to plan the fix
next to the nice warm fireplace,
thus preventing rash mistakes.

Saturday, December 21, 2019

The 12 Rules of Christmas Carols






Admit it.  You wish you’d just finished writing the definitive current-day Christmas Carol.  Something timely and special that everyone will eventually detest after hearing it for the 100th time over the years.


The most recent entry appears to be Mariah Carey’s “All I Want For Christmas Is You,” currently #1 on the Billboard Top 100 Christmas Songs, followed by Brenda Lee’s “Rockin’ around the Christmas Tree,” and Burl Ives, “Holly Jolly Christmas.”  How do they come up with this stuff? Did you vote? I must have misplaced my ballot.


Regardless, writing a catchy American Christmas Tune seems to defeat the usual melodic mortality that accompanies pop songs.  Wouldn’t you agree, Brenda and Burl?


So in support of your quest, here are a few suggestions.  Take them to heart, and your success is assured.

1) Simple, simple words.  Jingle all the way. At most, use 3rd grade vernacular to wish us a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 

2) Catchy melody that anyone can hum.  Your task is to create an earworm that will last at least until the New Year.  Bonus points if your victims cannot remove it until Easter.

3) Nonsense wordsFa la la la lah, la la la lah!  Both rhythmically distinctive and easy to remember. Or extend a syllable. Glorrrrrr-or-or-or-or-oooo-or-or-or-or-oooo-or-or-or-or-oor-ee-yah!
Did Van Morrison write this?

4) Use bells.  Belltones always set the stage for our image of Christmas.  Use silver bells if you can afford them.

5) Make up words for specific rhyming needs, but don’t get carried away.  Things like “mistletoeing” work, but don’t overdo it.

Do you feel the chill?

6) Use Images of snow and cold, even though your song will be sung in Memphis and Poway, a town in the hills above San Diego.  Accurate meteorology is discouraged. But don’t worry, southern dwellers. The song’s images only project the Christmas aura, not a harbinger of global cooling.  But you need to know that it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

6) Create or invoke characters to augment your story and help your rhymes.  Parson Brown, Frosty, Rudolph, Harking Harold the singer, drummer boys...any sympathetic soul who helps tell the story.

Hark.


6) Repeat words, and don’t use too many.  No one knows the second verse to “We Three Kings of Orient Are”.  Is there one? Yes, and the words are not “Tried to smoke a rubber cigar...” 

7) Gay is OK.  Everyone wants to be gay in Christmas Carols.  In fact, there is a glaring need for a few really Gay Christmas Carols, double entendre or not.  And hey, yesterday and today, “gay” rhymes with sleigh, Christmas buffet, Blue Jay, Cabernet, and Papier-mache, eh?  But you need to avoid slay, D-Day, ashtray, doomsday, radioactive decay, m’aider, and especially Green Bay, or you’ll alienate everyone in Detroit, Chicago, and the Twin Cities.

7) A few words of non-English language can help, or you can use a foreign sounding name.  (Coincidentally, Felix Navidad was a teammate of mine long ago. He was a solid midfielder.)

7) Encourage good behavior.  You can even invoke creepy surveillance in a good cause.  Sorry Mr. Zuckerberg, you can’t take credit for this concept. Santa was into big data long before you even thought about spying on us.

8) Be inclusive.  Make the carol accessible to all.  And expect your listeners to understand your words with the best possible interpretation.  "White Christmas" is not a racist anthem.

8) Invoke memories.  They don’t need to be real.  Very few have roasted chestnuts on an open fire, particularly since the American Chestnut blight beset the trees over 100 years ago.  Yes, you can get Chinese Chestnuts, but it’s just not the same.

Not all that fat in this rendition.


9) Disregard the laws of physics.  No matter how small the reindeer may be, they’re still heavier than air.  No adult male can get down a chimney flue, and especially not a fat one. Covering the globe in one night is impossible.  We don’t care.

9) Allusions to desire are permitted.  Even infidelity. Acquiring two front teeth is a noble goal, even while watching your mother’s dalliance with a brightly costumed stranger.

9) We already have one “cumulative verse” carol.  We don’t need another. So forget writing about the 15 days of package delivery, or counting down the advent calendar.

9) Be sure to be insanely, irrationally happy.  Invoke a Christmas that is peaceful, unhurried, harmonious, and without stress. In other words, nothing like actual experience.  Sorry, Kinks and John Lennon, though we love your music, your Christmas efforts are just too dark.  Don’t rob us of our illusions. But there are exceptions. If the dark stuff is for comedic effect, then it’s OK to run Grandma over.

Puppies and angels.
Can it get any better?


10) Go heavy on the schmaltz.  And since this yiddish word perfectly captures this facet of Christmas Carols, why not a Jewish Carol?  Jesus was a Jew, right? Don’t let the Gentiles have all the fun!

11) Don’t discount religious carols, even though some of the above rules may not apply.  After all, as I’m sure you’ve heard, Jesus is actually the reason for the season. Franz Xaver Gruber wrote “Stille Nacht” over 200 years ago!  Not a bad lifetime for a tune.  

12) “What Child Is This?” appeared in 1865, when William Chatterton Dix adapted “Greensleeves” to Christmas, pointing out another excellent technique.  Don’t be afraid to use existing melodies, particularly if their copyright protection has expired.



There you have it.  I know I speak for everyone in saying that we can’t wait to hear your creation.  And as soon as it gets figured out, we’ll discuss how to publicize your splendid creation.  Could you please forward Mariah Carey’s email address?


And God rest ye, Merry Gentlereaders.

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

The North Shore

Mary's brother Mike just had his hip replaced.

We're in Silver Bay, Minnesota, to give him a hand for the first few days of his recovery.  This includes doing things he'd have trouble doing for himself.  Since Mike is an avid outdoorsman, it is very important that we hike with his dog, Chloe.

We decided to take one of Mike's favored hikes along the lakeshore in Split Rock Lighthouse State Park.  To help him feel better, of course.

Mary and Chloe begin the hike on the shore of Lake Superior.
Glorious rays of sunshine poke through the clouds behind the island.
Wave action has removed the snow.

It was a cool and calm day.


The icicles a little higher off the beach
indicated that calm is not always the case.

We left the beach and bare ground.


Mary chose her jacket to match the color
of the fruit of the Mountain Ash (or some similar tree).
She is even stylish when hiking.

The sun broke through and illuminated the lighthouse
as we arrived at one of the favored photo spots.

The ice on Corundum Point reflected the bright sun,
providing a photographic conundrum.

Mary and Chloe assess how the lake goes on forever.

Leaving the snowshoe-packed portion of the Day Hill Trail,
we encountered the stairs leading all the way back down to water level.

Mary demonstrates the proper dance technique for descending.

Many more steps to go.

Berries, beach, and rugged coastline.
The clear blue water, unsullied by human activity,
allows one to see deep into the lake.


More ice formed on a day not so calm.

Even though the deer favored the trail,
their tracks helped little when breaking trail.

And sometimes the deer were no help at all
in breaking through the almost knee-deep snow.
Snowshoes would have been a good idea.

But when you have a strong person to break trail for you
snowshoes are not so necessary.

After the fun became a slog,
we returned to the packed trail and the famous view...

...which we will remember until next time.