Sunday, February 12, 2006

I miss the snow

This from the NY Times...

For many indoors, it was a day to relax by a window, perhaps with a glass of wine and soft jazz on the radio, and take in the unreal loveliness of winter — the panes frosted like glass from Murano, the sills drifted with flourishes of lacework, and, out in the storm, dreamscapes of snow blowing down a street, curtains of snow falling in great sweeps, snow settling like peace in the parks and skeletal woodlands.

I wish I could be there or in Boston to experience it.

1 comment:

Jen Robinson said...

Hi Miles,

My partner in crime was wishing that, too. Me, I was happy to be 3000 miles away from it!