Winter Is the Best Time

Submitted by Biddle Duke on Mon, 11/28/2016 - 22:21

Not only — as the wonderful Vermont poet David Budbill wrote in “Winter: Tonight: Sunset” — “for being here, today, now, alive in this life, in this evening, under this sky.” Yes, partly that, but really this is the best time of year for more prosaic reasons, too. The crowds have vanished, the shopkeepers and barkeeps know your name (or are glad to pretend to), strangers smile at you in the Sag Harbor Variety Store, the ticks have crept back to wherever they creep to, the ebb and flow of the community has returned, of school days and high school sports and empty parking spaces.