Blizzard - March 26, 2014 - Martha’s Vineyard, MA
The endless winter continues into spring with a blizzard on March 26, 5 days before April begins. Except for a few days here and there, March on the Island has been much colder and snowier than any March I can remember. It has been a miserable month. I wonder what April has in store.
Except for the beginning, I am standing in the lee of the house facing east to take this video since the winds were so strong and wild coming out of the north/northeast. There were gusts of hurricane force recorded. Most of the little birds you see here are Dark-eyed Juncos. They spend the winter here, and will be heading back north to breeding grounds soon. The Red-winged blackbirds had arrived from the south at their usual time at the end of Feb, along with the Grackles, and Cowbirds. They probably wish now they had delayed their arrival. They were frantically eating seed that I had just put out just outside the right side of the frame here.
Feb 21, 2014 - Looking east along South Beach
I am putting up a couple of pics from the beach, mainly to give you all a sense of how dense the fog was out there. On another day I might have taken a walk along the beach, but this time it was not only cold, but extremely windy, and also I am not sure I would actually have been able to find the opening again to get back to the car if I were to have moved too far away from this spot.
Having not passed anyone on the long drive in, and not being able to see too far down the beach, I slowly became very aware of this feeling of total isolation. That sense of being alone and isolated was even more exaggerated because I didn’t have a cell phone on me which had gotten wet on a recent rainy walk, and had stopped working. It was back home drying out in a container of desiccant which in a few days had it back working fine again. Actually, for most of the time it had been nice not having it with me, I was really enjoying that wonderfully free sense of being out on an adventure in the car and for that time absolutely no one could reach you, like the way people used to feel before cell phones became part of our lives.
Normally, I like this wonderful freedom of being alone out in nature, and I did find incredible beauty in it all, but as I stood there for a bit, surrounded by such dense fog, instead of a peaceful feeling, it began to feel a bit eerie out there on the beach, and I began to feel a growing sense of unease, as if anything could happen out there.
I am not going to chalk up that uncomfortable feeling to just being a woman in an isolated area, because I am often in isolated areas exploring out in nature without feeling the way I did on the beach that day. Here the feeling of isolation was quite intense, made even more intense by feeling totally immersed in the surrounding fog, seeing very little in any direction, with the howling wind and the roar of the ocean drowning out any other sound. There was an eerie, other worldly feeling to it all, and I think under those conditions and having a vivid imagination, almost anyone might have succumbed to those feelings also.