January 31, 2005

  • Today was one of those days in Indiana that makes up for the fact that
    the roads routinely are sheets of ice and the temperature has been
    known to change 40 or more degrees in day.

    It snowed over the weekend and there was enough snow on the ground to
    coat almost everything and to leave a tracery of white on all the
    trees. It was foggy as all get out this morning and so the sky was
    white as well. Everything looked like a black and white Ansel Adams
    print. And dammit, even on 26 hours straight (discounting that wee nap
    Sunday night), everything looked damn good. I could have wandered out
    into the middle of the fields and just looked at everything for hours.

    Well, except for the fact that it was 12 degrees out.