When I used to work ... by that I mean when I used to go to an office everyday, I so wanted to stay home and not work on the days of a snow storm. I love the feeling of being inside while all that white stuff is falling all around you. I look forward to the snow covering everything that was brown and barren with this pristine, wind-swept blanket and the variety of shapes and shadows the drifts will make. So haven't I felt fortunate this winter when the northeast has gotten more snow than we've seen in years. Peter and I have made the most of it cooking up a storm, simmering a pot of hot spiced cider nearly all day and hiking around town taking pictures of anything that caught our eye or our sense of humor.
The frozen wind catcher of our wind chime looking like a boat afloat.
An icicle looking like a ballerina's foot "en pointe".
But friends in the hard hit "central" belt are crying uncle. Their fascination with the white stuff ended long ago. A friend reported to me today, "we have 36 inches of snow" and we're supposed "to get another 3-6 inches by tonight" and ... there's no thaw in sight. For these stoic souls, I provide this photo as a "preview of coming attractions". In a mere 9-10 weeks the world will once again look like this. The fields will be green, the daffodils smiling and, believe it or not, even pigs may be flying!
You made Peter and I roar with laughter. Thanks. But correction, please. As one who has been up since dawn, photographing the snow covered golf course, writing the next post for the blog, organizing the paperwork of our lives, making split pea and ham soup and researching how we can sell our photos on stock photo sites, I feel I'm still working just not in an office, in a suit, in a city. My sympathies to you for the cross you must still bear.
Your Pajama Clad Friend,
Posted by: Claudia | Wednesday, February 17, 2010 at 11:54 AM
I am "Living Vicariously" through you and Peter these days. For so many years you used to use that phrase to me...........I am not jealous.but very happy for you that you are in a place that you want to be......I can only hope for the same myself one day...You deserve all this and more.....you put your time in.
Your Friend That Still Works.Carl
Posted by: carl.fazio@bnymellon.com | Wednesday, February 17, 2010 at 11:41 AM