"When everything else has gone from my brain ... what will be left, I believe, is topology: the dreaming memory of land as it lay this way and that." Annie Dillard
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Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Tale of Two Railings
Yesterday's snow meant business. Right from the start, the flakes flying only briefly before they touched and stuck. And unlike recent, more iffy snows, this one light, dry, easier to shovel and scrape.
It piled up slowly but inexorably, and by late afternoon, snow on the deck railing looked about three to four inches. After several more hours of steady precipitation (minus a little from the blowing), this morning's total looks closer to six. And if today's temperature is any indication (3 degrees F), it will be with us for a few days.
Gee, I guess it's winter or something. It hasn't been for a years, so we're out of practice.