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Wednesday, November 19, 2003

 

Baby, it�s cold outside



Science Girl awakened me at 7:30 this morning. Regular readers (yes, there are a couple) will recall that this is ordinarily a hanging crime. SG gets special dispensation, of course, being SG. Were that not the case, though, she would still probably have gotten off the hook � it snowed overnight. When we went to bed around 1 AM, it was blowing and raining something fierce. It must have switched over to snow not too long after that, since we had about an inch accumulate on the car & about that much in the yard. It had already started to melt in the slowly falling mist that had taken over by the time we got up.

So, now that we�ve begun packing for the move over to Science Manor, I finally got to see snow on the roof of The Big Green House. And all the other houses on the block, too. Lucy and I went for an early morning walk around the neighborhood to see how things had changed. (Well, that�s what I was doing. She had her own agenda, as usual.) I always find walking in new snow a little disorienting. All my familiar landmarks disappear, replaced by strange new shapes. And over it all, the slightly spooky silence that comes with snowfall.

It�s all gone now, of course. Snow never sticks much more than a day or two here, and usually melts the same day. Today was no different. There was a little bit on the ground when I left for work, but by the time I get home tonight it will be as if it never happened.

Why any of this would mean anything to you is beyond me. It happened, I enjoyed it (except for the waking up early part), and it�s my blog, so that�s what I�m writing about. If you don�t like it, you can go piss up a rope. And twice on Sundays.

I get a little cranky without enough sleep.