Dreaming of a Snow Day: White Powder for Morning Commute
So the sun is shining, but we're all hoping for a snow day tomorrow. I know I am. I love this before time when the grocery store, the campus, the media, and the gas stations are all abuzz with what might happen. It's a time when we "dwell in possibility" as Miss Dickinson might say. The sense of uncertainty, the element of surprise, and the ever so slight danger makes us pay attention to our lives. My students were giddy with the hope of a day of their own; and who can blame them? May the snow gods smile on us all tonight.