TGIF

Out of the bosom of the Air,

Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,

Over the woodlands brown and bare,

Over the harvest-fields forsaken,

Silent, and soft, and slow

Descends the snow.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

(Scene from our last storm)

Hip Hip Hooray.  It's Friday, and I took a vacation day, a 'real' vacation day, not one where I have to run to see a doctor or go for some medical test.  This day is MINE. The whole weekend is mine.  No cooking.  No shopping.  Just me in my jammies for three days.  And, I will finally be able to sit in my rocker, by the window, and watch a snowfall.  

Actually, I decided to ask for the day when I heard the weather report.  I don't get around too well in this kind of weather anymore.  And, I am afraid of slipping and falling.  That could put me out of commission for who knows how long.  Used to laugh when I slipped and fell in the snow.  It is not so funny to me anymore.

Last night coming home from work it was obvious a storm was on its way. The air was cold, crisp and there was that heaviness in the air, and even though the streets were crowded with cars and people surrounded me there was that muffled silence that signifies that snow will soon be here.  Hubby and I are well prepared. He was due to pick up his meds tomorrow, but I chased him out this morning to get them.  Last week was a cooking weekend so we have plenty of food. All we need is a few snacks.  I know this may sound silly, but I really had the urge for ice cream. 

I always have plenty of candles on hand so that is not an issue and flashlights, batteries, water and other supplies we had in place for Superstorm Sandy and didn't need. My Kindle and phone have both been fully charged. My only fear of is loss of power and connection with the outside world. They say it is going to be a rough one, beautiful, but rough. Prepare my friends.  All in the line of the storm, please be sure to be prepared.

O the snow, the beautiful snow,

Filling the sky and earth below;

Over the house-tops, over the street,

Over the heads of the people you meet,

Dancing, flirting, skimming along.

James W. Watson

Please, everyone, be safe.  See you all on Monday.