Snow

Most of you are living it as well, but after four snow days in a row, having gotten out once since Monday (and Monday I went on a mountain bike ride in regular shorts and jersey) and then only to get my tire fixed and re-stock on milk and beer…well, I’m over it. I am normally a fan of colder weather but the bike being a rare refuge of late, Texans in general–and specifically civically–unprepared for such conditions and 7-year-olds being particularly prone to the more annoying strains of cabin fever have all taken their toll.

Last night when the snow started to fall about midnight I kind of resigned to it all. And today our good friend and neighbor Brix had another one of his famous impromptu front porch fetes. Standing by a fire with a beer and a cigar as big flakes continued to fall throughout the afternoon, it wasn’t so bad. The sun even came out. For about 15 minutes.

Ringo, of course, loves it. He’s the Kenneth Parcell of our family.

Ringo

Carissa’s pictures are here in case you haven’t seen them already.

I miss her so much. I couldn't stop thinking about how much she would have loved the snow. How much better all this time stuck inside would have been, stuck inside with her.

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