..That was Fiona helping to write my blog post. Heaven knows I must need help getting started; it's been over a month since last time!
School and work are cancelled tomorrow: Snow day!! Big plush drifts all iced over. They look like meringue in the orange sidewalk lamps.
I walked through the fluffy powder to classes today...pure joy. All the same, Ruby's tales of blossoming trees and t-shirt weather in Pasadena have me a tad wistful, so here's a pic of Fio and me last summer in the Oregon sunshine.
The Indian Caves at Enchanted Forest are spooky and fun. |
And here I am, a tad wistful at your tales of snow. I will think of chilblains and frostbite, and you can think about how the blossoming spring trees here actually smell kind of awful, like pancake batter that's gone all rotten and old and not fun. (It's very strange.)
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