After all my snark about our unnecessary snow days, we got a real one today, with five or six inches of snow and more still falling.
Marring the view in the foreground are my ratty tomato cages, still up from last summer. I’d like to say I left them there on purpose, a promise of summer’s bounty even in frozen February. But if they hold any deeper truth, it’s as a symbol of my chaotic life.
The kids will pay for their pleasure with a make-up day in June. There’s no doubt an abstemious lesson to be learned from that, but you know, I’d just rather not.