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“The Eskimos had 52 names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.” — Margaret Atwood
“What good is the warmth of summer without the cold of winter to give it sweetness?” — John Steinbeck
“A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.” — George R.R. Martin
“Sunshine cannot bleach the snow, nor time unmake what poets know.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
“It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.” ― Truman Capote
“The blizzard seemed to be dying down, and it was now possible to enjoy the sight of the buildings and embankments and bridges smothered in the diamond-dusted whiteness. There's always something soothing in the snow, thought Gabriel, a promise of happiness and absolution, of a new start on a clean sheet. Snow redesigned the streets with hints of another architecture, even more magnificent, more fanciful than it already was, all spires and pinnacles on pale palaces of pearl and opal. All that New Venice should have been reappeared through its partial disappearance. It was as if the city were dreaming about itself and crystallizing both that dream and the ethereal unreality of it ...” ― Jean-Christophe Valtat, Aurorarama |
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1. When the wind is howling through the pines, now invisible beyond the blowing curtains of snow and you look, instead, at your dog sound asleep in front of the fireplace, at the candles burning steady, lightening the dimming day and then sip the hot chocolate in your favorite mug, ending up with whipped cream on your nose, life is pretty darned good.
2. When the fire is down to glowing embers and you need to bundle up to go outside to get more wood, but you continue to sit there, wrapped in that fuzzy blanket you got for Christmas that hasn't been washed yet and still is super soft and cozy listening to the quiet of no power and you can hear, for a change, the ticking of the wall clock and the house yawning, stretching muscle and bone.
3. There is something about fifteen inches of snow that can make almost everything look pristine and new, coating and cloaking as it does, the detritus that fills my neighbor's back yard --turning it from junked bicycles, oddly canted swing set skeletons and falling down sheds into an amazing sculpture of other-worldliness.
4. Two men, both in their sixties, are snow-blowing out every driveway on the street. The plethora of teenagers are nowhere to be seen. Why are the two oldest people on the street the ones outside?
5. Never is a cardinal so brilliantly scarlet as in the sunlight after a snowstorm.
6. It is a given: Just after you return inside after clearing the driveway, the snowplow will finally plow the street.
7. Ice cream made from freshly fallen snow is AMAZING!
8. The world stops for a day: Schools were closed, work called off and our world seemed to be caught in a series of freeze-framed moments noticed when everything else seems to have stopped. It is a gifted day when the frazzled hustle and bustle of everyday is put on hold and you can take a deep breath. The power, still off, means no urge to do the laundry or other mundane chores, and I sit, instead, curled in a book. No guilt, no harm nor foul.
9. The snowplow pile of snow at the end of our dead end road is great for little ones and saucer sleds. I saw people cross country skiing by as they scissored their way down the walking trail, their dogs on leads bounding ahead of them.. My husband snow-blew a maze in the back yard for the puppy. She stands on her back paws trying to see where she is. Even when it is freezing outside, you sweat while chopping wood. Funny how much you can carry inside to avoid going back out. It makes a lot of noise when my arms give out and it all tumbles down the basement stairs in front of me.
10. The house seems so NOISY when the power comes back. Computers humming and beeping, furnace belching back to life, life returning to normal as chores bellow, work beckons and the sound of two keyboards clacking are counterpoint to the silence of Linus' blanket of white. |
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Quick-Quill announces: You should have written the comedy newsletter. I know the feeling of your pain. On the other hand this annouces I'm a published author as of 1/20. My e-book is on Kobo, Amazon, iTunes, Barnes n Noble and googleplay. The paperback will be out shortly. I already have about 50 presales of the signed paperback. I am an Author. The book is The Vanishing of Katherine Sullivan by Christina Weaver. This is a direct result of my years of posting, taking classes and reviewing on WDC. I can't thank you all enough.
Congrats!!!
Osirantinous says: Firstly, thanks for mentioning my story! Secondly, thanks for reminding me that my characters must do 'normal' things and be in 'normal' situations - and that those things and situations have multiple opportunities behind them for creating great characters and plots!
That they do!
artinum commiserates: I'm just about over an unpleasant cold that one of my relatives gave me as a late Christmas present. It is hard to concentrate on anything when you're ill. I hope you recover swiftly, and as for the childproof packaging, children are sometimes the only ones that can open those things!
How true!!! Feeling much better.
DRSmith writes: <<For example........ Amazingly... One thing we share is that neither of us has the wherewithal to get those 'super-sealed-kid-proof-need dynamite to open the packaging' pills out of their containers. I mean, seriously, it took a knife, foul language and threats of violence to get them out of their 'blister pack tamper proof' packaging.>> You do it every time... teaching while preaching in such an easy, natural, and captive way all the while as an way sense of familiarity that's so typical or your and Erma's special style. I've said it before, but it's why you captured me long time ago. Keep it going, and I pray WDC'rs truly appreciate the underlying theme with the wild rides.
Aww...thank you! Nice to be appreciated!!
Adrik Nikolaev comments:This newsletter is ironic because I was just about to make a OC character and incorporate a invisible disability to spice things up.
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