By comparison, what we got was epic!
For one, actually watching it snow is a tranquil delight. It's practically never enough to be huge danger...just enough to make things pretty.
I caught the early snowfall:
My first pic holds a special place in my memories, how it captures the occasion. Plus, hey I wasnt cold yet, and how cool to catch a view from the front door I'll always remember?
Then I roamed a bit:
And of course, Captain Fantastic, an avid window watcher, got an eyefull of what went drifting by.
I will have so many more pictures for you once my wife figures out how to send them from her tablet (tech difficulties tonight)-ah, here comes a few right now!
And here's her shots and mine of our neighborhood, with more to come:
I'm taping some childrens' music. Would you believe I wrote two Frosty-lyric parodies the day before all that snow came east to dump over half a foot more powder than expected? You can't waste an opportunity like that. Sychronicity! I watched it snow while working on an interview for BAck Issue magazine, regarding Marvel Con '75. Harold Parker and I had a good time; this was my fourth call related to the article and the 3rd to yield many paragraphs of memories, including bumping right into Marvel geniuses Stan Lee and Roy Thomas. Then my wife and I watched it snow 'til dark, with occasional glimpses out into the night air to watch the persistent precipitation.
Next day, 8 am:
Wendy at FRed's playfully asked me to build them a snow man, so on that same morning walk, I did the best I could by hand:
Since I'd caught the mood, though, I decided to provide our household with a badminton player to stand by our front yard net.
He ends up with a cowboy hat, as featured in the "Midnight Rider" snowman remix. You'll see.
I've had such serious subjects in mind for the blog this week, things that required thorough thought to achieve fairness. But you know? This is so much more universal in its own way. I'm kinda glad this became my next post instead.
All the best. Be Chill...very chill!