“So all night long the storm roared on:
The morning broke without a sun;
In tiny spherule traced with lines
Of Nature’s geometric signs,
In starry flake, and pellicle,
All day the hoary meteor fell;
And, when the second morning shone,
We looked upon a world unknown,
On nothing we could call our own.
Around the glistening wonder bent
The blue walls of the firmament,
No cloud above, no earth below,—
A universe of sky and snow!”
Today we simply give the warmest of wishes to our family in Haverhill, Amesbury, and Salisbury, Massachusetts and many others in the Northeast part of our country. You most likely will be snowbound tomorrow or the next day.
My brother Phil was born close to this day during a blizzard like this in ’56. Right when we thought Spring was upon us.
Know that our thoughts are with you, and we sincerely hope that you find solace in a warm home with a day of rest. Call it a gift of a day off, sit back and enjoy your coffee!
And may those who have to get out there to help with power, emergencies such as new births and the many other needs that come up on days like these, return home safe as well.
Stay warm and share time with each other! There’s precious little time it seems, after all.
Maybe George Winston’s December will help you find joy in this day.
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