…and, ’hard to believe, but this is blog post number #1000.

Open a fridge door in the Netherlands and everybody starts bleating about an Elfstedentocht.  — Gerard Joling

Winter came a week later to Cambridge – snow arrived last night and accumulated to about four inches this morning.  I really enjoy the glaze that it puts onto the University’s gothic buildings, the utter blackness of the River Cam against the snow.  Nobody put on Nordic skis and took off down the streets as would be the norm in Boston or Chicago, but Cambridge has lots of winter charms of its own.

But without ice skates, regrettably.

       

This time of year the sun rises late and sets early.  My apartment looks east over the river, so I really have a good seat for the changes in the sky during the course of a day.  And even with the way that my days go, there’s time for coffee and to marvel at the variety of shades and colors.