Snow day

It usually happens only one day a year, if at all. We wake up to a pure, white cover over everything. It's glorious, innocent, and very hopeful.

LM had a day off school (nobody knows how to drive in snow/on ice around here); I did not. We made it work, though, and had a lovely snow day. LM and his palls from across the street made a snowman and managed to get interviewed by the local news station as they were pummeling each other with snow balls.

Sometimes things are just fine, at least for one day.