I woke up this morning with the alarm. Then I looked outside, and became alarmed.

“Well then,” I said to myself, “What do the weather people have to say?”

Several minutes of websurfing later:

“What? To travel is to put one’s life at risk? Hmm.”

I was still considering it when I looked outside just in time to see a huge gust of wind sweeping the fine, frozen powdery snow off the rooftops and swirling it about. “Ah,” I then said, not caring who might be listening, “I don’t think I want to spend upwards of an hour commuting in that, waiting for buses and then hiking the rest of the way to work.”

Instead, I stayed home to drink cocoa and take more pictures…