Snow pictures!

From the kitchen window, and then from the yoga room. The guy shoveling is my neighbor. Later he'll be up on the porch roof sweeping the snow off so it won't collect and tumble down on top of somebody later.

Snowstorm! (am I down to seasonal blogs now!?)

The snow started last night and is still coming down. I was going to drive to RI yesterday to attend a tree trimming at some friends' house, but after seeing the weather report, I took the train and packed some extra things in case I got snowed in. The train makes me even happier than usual in inclement weather. I sat cozily down, listened to two young friends discuss their Friday night, and began finishing off the pair of socks I've been working on for months.

I had a wonderful visit, and headed out early, which I NEVER do. It was shocking to feel ok with leaving a party midway, at four o'clock. I made it home well before the snow began. Z was cooking Jambalaya when I got there, and the house was fragrant and steamy. I sat and watched him cook, and we listened to a podcast about international soccer until it was time to eat. Jambalaya, corn bread and collards all from Veganomicon. We bought this cookbook on a recommendation from some friends, and when Z took over all cooking and cleaning responsibilities as I went back to school, he took almost all of his recipes from it. (Zak has always been a fantastic cook, but he had a hard time cooking dinner after I stopped eating meat. He enjoys complicated/amazing type recipes best, and most of the vegetarian, whole food recipes we had came from Laurel's Kitchen (which I also love) but which is terribly basic and plain.) Anyhow, the meal was astounding. I can't wait to have leftovers for lunch.

I woke up to piles of snow, and happily called my yoga studio to make sure they were open before I headed over there. My love for walking in the snow in the city has to be the greatest argument that I really belong here in the Northeast. I put on my snowpants (thank you Tyson for the hand-me-down) and my red snow boots (thanks Amber) and my fantastic Winter Tilly hat that Z got me for my birthday (with the ear flaps down, of course) and headed out. Even though the air was bitter cold, and the wind was blowing the snow sideways; at my face (beneath my hat!) everyone greeted one another happily. People were shoveling, and walking their dogs and carrying multiple cups of coffee home.

Now, post-yoga, post-breakfast, mid-teapot, I'm contentedly looking forward to an afternoon of knitting, and reading, perhaps even some banana bread baking. I should help my landlady by taking a turn with the shovel. I may even invite somebody to go to a movie with me. My Sunday stretches out before me like a long toad that I can walk as long as I like.