This is Marideth Sisco for These Ozark Hills. Well, as the folks in Perry County can tell you, there’s no question that March in the Ozarks came in like the proverbial lion. In ordinary times we would be confident in assuming that It will likewise go out as a lamb. But as nearly everyone can tell you, these are not in any way normal times. And about that, there’s either too very much to say, or nothing at all.
This is Marideth Sisco for These Ozarks Hills. Well, it's February again, which, despite the fact that the days are getting longer, always feels like the darkest of dark days even when all the news is good. It feels even more so for me today, as I've gone north. What was I thinking? Well, I was thinking to assist a friend who has embarked on the story of her long and busy life and the discoveries she has made on that journey. And for that I had to travel to her home, which is in Falls Church, next door to the nation's capital.
This is Marideth Sisco for These Ozarks Hills. A brand new year is upon us, one which fills some with great expectations and others with just as great trepidations. Here in the Ozarks, a recipe for a host of conditions is often just as simple as a walk in the woods. And thankfully, wind and weather permitting, we have a lot of woods we can walk in.
This is Marideth Sisco for These Ozarks Hills. Well, we’ve come to it again, the yearly descent into the long dark, an occasion that is as much metaphor as is the reality of day length. It won’t console us a bit that while we descend into winter, the southern hemisphere is just now entering spring, even though that’s the reason we are able to eat strawberries in January or cherries in March. They all come from the land down under – somewhere down under, as likely to be Chile as New Zealand.
This is Marideth Sisco for These Ozark Hills. I don’t know if you’ve noticed it, but November is here, and something’s just not right. There’s no wood smoke in the air, for one thing. And the trees haven’t had enough water to even change color before they fall. And as for the temperature, it may be in the 70s today, but just two days ago we were on the last of a string of days in the 80s. And it’s November, for heaven’s sake. Where do we think we are, Mississippi? This is supposed to be the Upper South. November 4th in the upper south, in case you don’t know it, is supposed to be cold.