There once was a sailor from Malawi
Who was constantly asking "Where are we?"
Captain told him one day and he decided to stay
So now he lives in Hawaii.
And if he sent me an airplane ticket, I don't think I would even take time to pack anything (but the cats). It's seven below out there and falling. Wind and additional snow has reshaped the surfaces and erased all but the deepest footprints. Even their edges are blurred. Photos may follow but they will probably be taken from indoors.
The cats slept the night with me. I woke several times -- I'm not even sure why, but I did.
Now I'm up, online and hoping to get a few things done before people hit the roads -- and the telephone poles.
2 months ago