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Snow and books read
Dec. 2nd, 2007 10:48 amYesterday it snowed.
I don't know if you can fit enough happy into that word, just from reading it over the internet. Use a mallet. There should be a lot of happy. Because, I mean: snow. Intellectually I recognize that snow is just like everything else in the world: not a universal taste. Emotionally, I have great difficulty understanding that anyone wouldn't find snow just plain wonderful. Sometimes inconvenient. But still wonderful. I've heard the explanations, and I nod along with all of them: makes things slippery, yes, cold, yes, reflects lots of light so that you have to squint, yes. But if I get distracted and look out the window in the middle of this list, I will squeal, Ooooh, snow!
( very few books read in late November )
I don't know if you can fit enough happy into that word, just from reading it over the internet. Use a mallet. There should be a lot of happy. Because, I mean: snow. Intellectually I recognize that snow is just like everything else in the world: not a universal taste. Emotionally, I have great difficulty understanding that anyone wouldn't find snow just plain wonderful. Sometimes inconvenient. But still wonderful. I've heard the explanations, and I nod along with all of them: makes things slippery, yes, cold, yes, reflects lots of light so that you have to squint, yes. But if I get distracted and look out the window in the middle of this list, I will squeal, Ooooh, snow!
( very few books read in late November )
