Waldo News

By Carolyn Zachary | Dec 21, 2017

By Tom Seymour

Dec. 20, 2017

194 East Waldo Road

Waldo, ME 04915

(207) 338-974

tomgseymour@gmail.com

Waldo Town News

What a snowy, cold December we’ve had thus far. I can recall another year with similar conditions. The year was either 1968 or 1969. I’m pretty sure it was ’68. And it was a doozy, with temperatures in the single numbers Christmas week. It snowed a lot then, too, way more than now. People drove around with red balls on their auto antennas. These protruded up higher than the snowbanks so that others could see them coming. Later that winter we had a huge snowstorm. I managed to get home from work early and everything went well until I turned off the road and gunned the motor to burst through the snowdrifts in our driveway. My car ran off the road into a small field and the snow completely engulfed it.

The next morning grandpa and I got some long poles he had stored and with snowshoes, set out probing the snow to find my car. We never found it and I had to buy a cheap used car to get me through the winter. When spring finally arrived, we first saw the car’s antenna poking out from the snow.

Day by day more of the vehicle took shape until one day the snow had released its grip on my Ford Fairlane 500. I opened the door and to my amazement, the thing started.

It’s doubtful that such a severe winter will reoccur any time soon. At least we can all hope not.

Perchin’ Prediction

If you can find safe ice, and for my taste safe ice is at least 5 or 6 inches thick, fish should bite well. The upcoming week should see some good action on the ice.

Under the Feeder

Call me foolish, but I like feeding blue jays. Many folks begrudge jays the slightest crumb, but I enjoy them for their defiant, often comical, attitudes.

Last week I saw a male cardinal picking up suet scraps that had fallen on the ground. The bird’s red coat, superimposed against a background of white snow, made a memorable sight. It’s nice having these colorful invaders here. They always bring cheer to all who watch them.

Clear Skies

We here in Maine live in what is (mostly) considered clear sky country. This means that people living outside of the major cities can look up at night and see heavenly objects without them being blurred by light pollution. Believe it or not, many people in other states have never seen the Milky Way, that star-studded highway across the sky and our home galaxy. We, on the other hand, take such sights for granted.

And now, the king of constellations, Orion, rises in the evening in the south and is easily visible before 9 p.m. A set of binoculars will disclose M42, the Orion Nebula, a gossamer-winged, bat-like structure that many consider the finest sight in the heavens.

The irony is now that we have the clearest of skies, nighttime temperatures are usually so low as to preclude lengthy stints at the telescope. So at least grab those binoculars and head out for a five-minute peek at Orion’s treasures.

Weekly Quote

“Capitalism is a gift from God.” — Ben Stein

 

 

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