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Be Prepared
To wake, alive in this world
What happiness!
Winter rain
Which is exactly the extent of today. I could be more serene about the rain if I hadn't bicycled in it with a snow shovel lashed to the carrier which I dropped off at work, because the snow shovel I gifted them with a few years back got left in a snow bank last winter and rusted away in the spring. (Well, maybe. My own shovel exhibits similar symptoms, so maybe it's just an easy-rust shovel.) Is supposed to snow all week and I do not trust the university to clear their sidewalks, to say nothing of our steps, in time/ at all.
Did have brunch at Butler's to console me, while no longer waterproof coat dried on a radiator, and got finally a warm long-sleeve thermal top from Honest Ed's, whose supposed 2XL hugs my curves. And now the wind is up, heralding the snow-bearing cold front, and I'm going back to my cocoon of quilts and Singaporean detective novel.
(Bedraggled wet raccoon walked right past my front steps as I was leaving, bold as brass and quite as tarnished. Cold may put those critters to sleep; alas that it won't do it permanently.)
What happiness!
Winter rain
Which is exactly the extent of today. I could be more serene about the rain if I hadn't bicycled in it with a snow shovel lashed to the carrier which I dropped off at work, because the snow shovel I gifted them with a few years back got left in a snow bank last winter and rusted away in the spring. (Well, maybe. My own shovel exhibits similar symptoms, so maybe it's just an easy-rust shovel.) Is supposed to snow all week and I do not trust the university to clear their sidewalks, to say nothing of our steps, in time/ at all.
Did have brunch at Butler's to console me, while no longer waterproof coat dried on a radiator, and got finally a warm long-sleeve thermal top from Honest Ed's, whose supposed 2XL hugs my curves. And now the wind is up, heralding the snow-bearing cold front, and I'm going back to my cocoon of quilts and Singaporean detective novel.
(Bedraggled wet raccoon walked right past my front steps as I was leaving, bold as brass and quite as tarnished. Cold may put those critters to sleep; alas that it won't do it permanently.)
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Salt + water rusts even stainless steel and can eat things down to nothing. I do think that work should be able to afford their own snow shovel, though. I'm glad you're all prepared to bundle up as the cold approaches!
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Oh, they can afford their own shovel if someone goes and buys it for them. Is not going to be me. They can have my castoffs when I'm through with them. (Makes lordly gesture.)
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