The white time, the white place

    It’s gorgeous out there, but it’s a little bit harder to appreciate that today. There’s no place to park, the sidewalks aren’t cleared, the schools are closed (again!) and it feels like I’ve completed the independent study in snow and ice management that I seem to have signed up for, but there’s still more homework.

    Through the window I can hear the scraping of shovels and the desperate sound of revving engines as people attempt to return to their normal routines.

    The forecast looks like more of the same. We’ll be under winter lockdown for awhile– but not forever. Before our most recent snow event, I noticed this guy on the sidewalk. On a typical day I do not brake for worms, but it’s already been a long winter and I’ll take any harbinger of the return of spring that pops up through the cracks. Have you seen any? Send a photo and I’ll post it. Thanks!

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