February 2009


I've heard of dog-cows... but a cat-cow?

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"Freshly" shoveled walkway It’s been snowing all day down here but it didn’t start to accumulate until early evening. I drove to class through steady snow and on wet roads.

Tonight was the second session for my writing class this term. We’re down to three students – which is good and bad. It’s good because it means we will get to really focus on each individual’s work and really drill down. However, it means there are fewer voices and perspectives in class and we’ll each really need to keep up with the others’ work to make the class as valuable as possible. In short, this class will be more work now, but it should be better too. I am increasingly enthusiastic about this class.

And here’s a paragraph that falls squarely into the “not a normal girl” category: When I got home from class, I shoveled the walkways and the end of the driveway. I am my father’s daughter in many ways but I’m not likely to get up at 4 a.m. to shovel snow like he does. Of course, he has a snow-blower and a quad with a little snowplough to play with so maybe he has more fun than I do and wakes up giddy to go play in the snow. Um, no, I really don’t think so. But I digress. There’s something peaceful and lovely about shoveling snow in the dark while it’s still snowing. There was no real wind, no traffic, no noise from anywhere so it was almost a meditative experience – just me, the shovel and the falling snow.

As you can see from this photo, taken at 10:40 pm, about 20 minutes after I finished shoveling, the snow was enthusiastically trying to undo my hard shoveling work. And now? I’m in warm, dry pjs, and the walkway is gone and my car is covered in snow. I’m going to have to shovel again tomorrow. Oh darn.

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BIRKACourt was long but I was kept from insanity by the delight of two dear friends getting awards as well as some strategic crocheting. A lovely woman behind us fed us snowman cookies about 2 hours into Court. She should be sainted. I didn’t take many photos, which is rather unlike me when I actually have a camera at hand, but here are some of the best ones.

The Queen’s hat rocks for many reasons but I love that it has her favor motif on it. And I don’t know if it was an accident or not, but throughout court the heralds (in the case of the photo here, the bearded man in purple holding a folder and standing between the two seated people) stood in a spotlight that provided a certain ethereal effect… Clever heralds.

I had a great weekend – totally worth the 14 hours of driving. We stayed with my brother who got us addicted to Weeds. We ate well all weekend. I saw lots of people I hadn’t seen in ages (possibly because I’ve not been to any events in ages). Spending time with dreda and rising_moon was wonderful and of course makes me miss them even more. Stupid geography. The roads were blissfully calm Sunday afternoon thanks to a certain sporting event. (The outcome of which I remained ignorant of until Monday around 5 when I mentioned to slyppi that I still didn’t know who won and she told me!)

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It's much harder to recycle a box with a 17 pound cat in it.

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