Ice Storm 2026

I was hoping to upload a pic from our recent ice storm but some glitch is preventing me. In the meantime, enjoy this excerpt from one of my favorite short stories “The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. “This is a delightful spot,” he said, “we must ask the Hail on a visit.” So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice.” (The Selfish Giant, by Oscar Wilde)

Finished Reading

  • Judges (Old Testament)
  • Book 1 in Aristotle’s “Nicomachean Ethics”

Sophocles’ last line of “Oedipus The King” is “we must call no one happy who is of mortal race until he has crossed life‘s border free from pain.” Where Sophocles (497-406 BC) ends, Aristotle  (384-322 BC) begins, searching the subject of happiness in “Ethica Nicomachea.” His exploration asks if happiness is the result of what we do, or of who we are? Is happiness the result of having a good time or from living a good life? Is happiness dependent on goods (circumstantial) or self-sufficient in what is good (contentment)? Is happiness an activity or a state of being? The philosopher reasoned that virtuous completion determines happiness and is only measured at the end of life. 

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