Tuesday, November 06, 2007

It’s Cold Outside And It’s Later Than You Think

Sweet mercy. It’s snowing. First of the season. It’s not staying snow once it hits the ground, but it’s definitely snow on its way down from the sky. And the radio is on and the radio man is speaking and the radio man is saying that there may be seven inches on the way; if not today then tomorrow, and if not tomorrow then the next day; by the weekend for sure, and if not by this weekend then definitely the next. The wolf is on its way, children, and best be ready.

I have a lot of work to do right now, working to work and working to find work and working to keep what we’ve got. But between the chores and the research and the writing I’ve got today, I will find time to bake cookies; to fill the kitchen with steam and the smells of butter and vanilla, and feel rich, and laugh in the teeth of Winter.

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