Sifting through centuries for moments of your own

[sovay]

The snow has plastered our windows like blinds. This morning it scudded so thickly down our street that the air itself couldn't have been any clearer: it made walls instead of veils of the late streetlight. The yew trees look like calcified humps of stalagmite. It's still blowing around out there, bending the whippier evergreens of the neighbors' yard like a wind sock. I can hear a commuter train whistling dimly from over Route 16. I am informed we have broken the previous state record for snowfall in a day set by the 1997 April Fool's Day Blizzard which had itself surpassed the Blizzard of '78. Our porch is drifted ankle-deep.

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[sovay]

And very sparkly, too, I'd expect!

Indeed!



Though my favorite light in snow is moonlight.

I would have to stay with my parents in this weather if I wanted moonlight. We have too much streetlight, LED-sharp these days, of course.

I hope you're keeping warm.

We are, thank you! Knock wood, our neighborhood has not lost either power or heat.