Wednesday night as the nor'easter settled down for a #winterinspring nap, I captured its beauty, wondering what to expect next.
Knowing that the morning commute across Long Island would be long and laborious, I went to sleep but the thought that my the alarm would not go off made me jittery. I kept waking and checking outside my window. Each time I looked, it appeared that the snow inched higher and thicker than before.
Knowing that the morning commute across Long Island would be long and laborious, I went to sleep but the thought that my the alarm would not go off made me jittery. I kept waking and checking outside my window. Each time I looked, it appeared that the snow inched higher and thicker than before.
A quick wake-up call announced, "Two hour delay for my workshop presentation." I peered out from my window. The neighborhood was even more still than the night before, except for huge snow droppings from heavily snow-laden limbs. Off I went to get a few more winks of sleep until another call woke me. "Workshop canceled. It's a snow day."
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky - unbidden -
and seems like a thing of wonder. - Susan Orlean
...and so as the tale goes, Lady Winter continued to hang onto her winter dreams and created one more #winterinspring day.
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Poetry Friday is being hosted today by the wonderful children's poet and writer, Laura Purdie Salas at Writing the World For Kids.
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Please Save The Date, April 9th, for the combined #NYEDChat/#Wonderchat to hear from Laura Purdie Salas, Irene Latham, and Charles Waters as they celebrate National Poetry Month with twitters.
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Day 23 of Two Writing Teachers' March Slice of Life Story Challenge
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