Happy Snow Day!

I had not believed the weather forecasts yesterday, but this morning I woke up to notice that, between the slats in my blinds, I could see some white stuff flitting around outside. So now it’s all pretty, and the snow is blustering around outside my office windows. Karin and I really do have the best view in the library: we look out on the tops of the trees from on high. When it really snows hard (I remember from last winter), all we see are evergreens blanketed in snow. And then when the wind kicks up a flurry, it’s very dramatic. Manages to draw my bloodshot eyes away from this computer screen for a few moments.

My eyes are bloodshot, actually. It’s chronic.

My sister told me a story recently. My grandmother was reading to Lucy some baby board book about the seasons. When the book gets to winter, there’s some picture of a little smiling kid in the snow, and Mama reads, “The world goes all quiet...” She stops and makes a face. “I suppose.” Goes on to read: “The snow blankets the earth.” (Or something like it.) Mama makes a noise of disgust. “And this is the worst time of all,” she ad-libs, “because you gotta shovel it and you can slip....” N said it was the most hilariously jaded reading of a board book to an infant… ever.