Well, it is morning though it is still dark outside. We are about an hour and a bit before we will see the first glimmers of light. Last time I checked the Weather Channel they predicted we will have sun and temperatures approaching 60. When we do get more light outside I plan to check whether the snow is gone from the patio and, if it is, start the clean up for spring. I don't have any plan for what I will plant.
Yesterday, I finished organizing my genealogy notes. The basic filing system is hand written so for a lot of this I am going old school. I find it is hard to flip between screens on the computer and it is often hard to find a specific people. I grew up in a time when learning involved listening, reading and writing. And the last was by hand because we didn't have word processors or computers. I am glad for the computer age and the internet. My aunt (Uncle's wife) conducted research on one branch of her family and traveled to various places to get records. I don't have the resources to do that so the internet is absolutely necessary. An amusing thought came up: about forty years ago I was helping a fellow graduate student navigate through various sources for her Masters' Thesis. She didn't consider all of the various hard copy guides to periodicals, newspapers, research papers available because she intended, with her advisor's agreement, to do her work with on-line information. And that was in the age of dial-up connections. I was dumbfounded but here I am doing something similar.
I found this interesting piece by way of a post on Cultural Capital. The author asks "how far back in time can we read English?" I got to 1300 before the changes became too much for me. It reminded me of a novel by Paul Kingsnorth, THE WAKE, set in the time of the Norman Conquest and narrated by a not-yet-Englishman living in the fens trying to resist the conquerors. It took me quite a while to work through it because Kingsnorth wrote it as if written by the narrator. And the spoken English of past ages might not be all that comprehensible for modern people either. I found a couple of stories which included attempts to actually recite passages from Shakespeare as they would have spoken at the time. Fascinating and very different.
Update: I won't be sweeping anything on the patio. There is still piles of snow that hasn't yet melted. But the ten day weather forecast is promising a shift from the 30s and 40s to the 40s and 50s.