This day is full of bulletins / pungent with warnings / turgid with urgency.

Even the normally tranquil Oxford English Dictionary defines blizzard as “A furious blast of frost-wind and blinding snow, in which man and beast frequently perish”. Yikes. In the interest of safety, then, I am jumping offline and fleeing homeward to my bookshelves for, as is said, “I have plenty to read.”

He is a fellow New Englander and no stranger to blizzards himself, so I am grateful that Robert Frost (via The Poetry Foundation) steps up for me today:

“Dust of Snow”

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

I am all about changed hearts and expectations unexpectedly lifted up and days that are saved. Stay safe and warm and well-read!

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(“Summer Snowflake” from ashley BALSAM baz / cc by)