Snowing again.
My God. This winter just won’t quit. Whit’s school impressed me today by not having a snow day, demonstrating the kind of New England fortitude I deeply appreciate. As far as I’m concerned there was no reason to cancel school. And it’s raining now, which is doubly heinous – everything is slushy and messy but I am sure it will be frigid tonight, freezing it all into a big mess of horribleness for tomorrow morning.
As I ran this morning I contemplated whether you could engineer a surface more perfectly designed to reinjure my weak ankle. I don’t think so – a week + of solid ice under a thin layer of fluffy snow is pretty damn slippery. Then I realized I broke that ankle fifteen years ago this month – my God, how long ago that was! Lace and Quincy, I still think of you every time it hurts me (which is often).
Writing about the weather. How the never-very-mighty have fallen!