I traveled with the north wind up to the Bering Strait
There are clumps of snow dropping out of the sky. We’re not talking snowflakes here. They’re finger-sized, they fit in a cupped palm. They land heavily. The air isn't white: it's blotting paper. Maybe this is what a snowpocalypse looks like.

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I haven't heard that my flight's been canceled; at last look, JetBlue was still on time. I plan to see you on Saturday.
(Hammers? Good God.)
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We had three or four inches of snow loast night, and it's been wet stuff, varying between slushy mist and outright rain, most of today. My session and my mother's rehearsal are both of them cancellt. I'm hoping things improve by Thursday, as my Comhaltas meeting's that night and I don't like not getting any tunes in all week.
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I don't know why I didn't recognize it. I read so much Seuss as a child.