The Wednesday miracle Wednesday, we were shin-deep in thick snow. A wondrous thing happened: cars in the street moved toward their destinations with neither surprise nor trepidation visible on the faces of their drivers. In the aisles of the local Safeway, no frenzied shoppers were dashing down the aisles screaming We’re all gonna diiiiiie! Long-term … Continue reading The Miracle of the Snow
It’s snowing in Boulder — nothing better from my point of view. At home in Cincinnati, we get endless gray skies punctuated with a bit of rain. Here, mounds of lovely fluffy snow with the promise of the return of the sunshine within a couple of days. I shall spend my day doing Pilates (they have a … Continue reading Boulder snow
You know you’re in Boulder when … men walk around outside in shirtsleeves when it’s 12° and snowing.
It is snowing, and the current wisdom is, of course, that we’re all gonna die and freeze solid and we won’t be found until spring melts the last snow drifts. This only encourages me to go out. Send help if you don’t hear from me by March…