I am waiting for Jerry Bingham to arrive with his big rig and heavy duty equipment to thaw out my frozen water line. It will be awhile. I am not his only customer in this fix. Fortunately I have eight gallons of drinking water, six entertaining books, and quantities of excellent treats. I made an expedition to Central Lake to acquire these supplies, and on the way home found reason for hope. We are a resilient and creative people in Antrim County.
Daugherty Johnson, the Sculptor of Eastport*, has been making good use of our abundant snow crop. Last week I showed you one of his penguins in process. Last night I saw it wearing a blue tuxedo.
There is a blue bison up at Providence Farm.
Frozen cherries, their little stems blue from the cold, perch on the snowpiles at King Orchards.
The use of color is a departure for Daugherty. If I can catch up with him I’ll ask him about it. We’re all grateful to him for giving us a reason to appreciate the snow. We are all growing just a bit weary of it. Not as weary as the folks in North Carolina and Georgia who are hunkered down with that deer-in-the-headlights look asking themselves Why us??? but . . . weary.
And now a Public Service Announcement: secure your mailbox or Mama Nature and Antrim County snowplows will leave you no room for your Valentines.