Valentine's Day Blizzard

A fresh foot or more of snow descended upon Central Maine on Valentine's Day. In the morning, it fell quietly and rapidly in white swirling flakes. I looked out the window, admiring the millions and billions of flakes plummeting to the ground, noiselessly, and thought to myself, "did someone look out a similar wintry window and coin the term white noise?" It turns out after a glance at the wikipedia entry on white noise, my supposition was way off base, there is actual noise involved, but I still like the metaphor.

As the day progressed, the storm evolved into a blizzard. An icy wind tapped the window with sleet and freezing rain. From serene and peaceful to noisy and turbulent: howling winds, plows scraping, shovels digging. A perfect day to sit inside, drinking hot cocoa, reading, watching the flakes fall from the sky.

winter blues?

Greetings from Maine, where the mercury has dipped to zero , and with wind chill, a balmy -16 degrees! I know my fans out there--there are about two of you--have been incredibly disappointed about the lack of posts to my usually prolific blog in the last three months. I have a couple of excuses:

1. I got knocked up. Right around the time I last posted I felt crappy, nauseous, tired, and all I wanted to do is sleep. For about three months. But, I've turned a corner, and have a feeling this blog may take a new direction. Less complaining about life and more praising of life's tiny miracles.

2. Its winter and its been dark. In December it seemed like dusk fell at 3:30 p.m. in these parts. (Who wants to read a blog about falling asleep at 7 p.m. at the dinner table??) But now its actually light when I leave work at 5:15. We've turned another corner people!

3. I received an mp3 player for Christmas onto which my hubby downloaded seasons 1 & 2 of Desperate Housewives. I cracked out on that, and sadly, I have also fallen victim, once again, to bad Fox television, namely American Idol and the O.C. (Should I even be admitting this?)

Boredom begets procrastination begets laziness begets a major case of writers block. You get the idea. So, I'll attempt to break the streak and keep you posted on winter life in the north country. Here is to new beginnings!