Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Spring
I saw an atypical magpie this morning.
It was sitting on a big clump of frozen snow and slush pushed to the side of the road by a snowplow, staring off across a field covered in isinglass snow, almost pulsing with glitz in the bright, early morning sunlight.
And the magpie said, "No, I'm sorry, I know I never say this but...that's just too shiny."
We had a bit of a storm roll through yesterday, you see. It was a pretty typical one, and wouldn't rate a mention from me, except for the doink-ups. Caro had listened dutifully to the 6:50 am news update, which reported all schools closed in the area...exCEPT for Lamar. Which is also typical. I followed her in to town because her car, the Nimbus '95, needed his brake shoes looked at by Rick the Car Doctor. So we dropped it off, then proceeded to the school...which was NOW closed. Someone just missed the deadline in phoning in to the radio stations. Oopsie.
So the clone and the boy got an extra day of spring break. Although I had planned a bunch of tasks for my first day of 'pieces of quiet', I got quite a few of them done anyway, despite the ambient companionable noise. When we went back to town that afternoon, the roads were still pretty bad, even for the 4WD power of the mighty and beauteous Dreamcloud. So Caro just parked Nimby at the school, and we all went to eat at SqueezeNose. (QuizNo's)
(Have you tried their Steakhouse Dip sandwich? I don't know what is in the dipping sauce, but it steamed visibly for 20 minutes INDOORS. I know it wasn't THAT cold here yesterday!)
As we were on the final leg home, driving west, the cloud cover parted enough in the distance to let the sun peek out a little. But there was still quite a bit of frosty fog haze in the air, so we were treated to the sight of our sun as a Red Giant, hanging on the horizon just as International Distress Orange as it could glow and a yard wide, yet able to be looked at with the naked eye without wincing. It made all the ice and snow in between look pink and orange too. Our modest little rural landscape looked like a Technochrome postcard. On acid.
So today Dreamy and I were the designated transport to school again, and this time it WAS open. So now I have the pieces of quiet (plus donuts!) and am anticipating a highly productive day!
If things don't get too shiny or something.
It was sitting on a big clump of frozen snow and slush pushed to the side of the road by a snowplow, staring off across a field covered in isinglass snow, almost pulsing with glitz in the bright, early morning sunlight.
And the magpie said, "No, I'm sorry, I know I never say this but...that's just too shiny."
We had a bit of a storm roll through yesterday, you see. It was a pretty typical one, and wouldn't rate a mention from me, except for the doink-ups. Caro had listened dutifully to the 6:50 am news update, which reported all schools closed in the area...exCEPT for Lamar. Which is also typical. I followed her in to town because her car, the Nimbus '95, needed his brake shoes looked at by Rick the Car Doctor. So we dropped it off, then proceeded to the school...which was NOW closed. Someone just missed the deadline in phoning in to the radio stations. Oopsie.
So the clone and the boy got an extra day of spring break. Although I had planned a bunch of tasks for my first day of 'pieces of quiet', I got quite a few of them done anyway, despite the ambient companionable noise. When we went back to town that afternoon, the roads were still pretty bad, even for the 4WD power of the mighty and beauteous Dreamcloud. So Caro just parked Nimby at the school, and we all went to eat at SqueezeNose. (QuizNo's)
(Have you tried their Steakhouse Dip sandwich? I don't know what is in the dipping sauce, but it steamed visibly for 20 minutes INDOORS. I know it wasn't THAT cold here yesterday!)
As we were on the final leg home, driving west, the cloud cover parted enough in the distance to let the sun peek out a little. But there was still quite a bit of frosty fog haze in the air, so we were treated to the sight of our sun as a Red Giant, hanging on the horizon just as International Distress Orange as it could glow and a yard wide, yet able to be looked at with the naked eye without wincing. It made all the ice and snow in between look pink and orange too. Our modest little rural landscape looked like a Technochrome postcard. On acid.
So today Dreamy and I were the designated transport to school again, and this time it WAS open. So now I have the pieces of quiet (plus donuts!) and am anticipating a highly productive day!
If things don't get too shiny or something.
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