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I’m reading about a snowstorm in the Northeast — power outages, closed schools, teeth-rattling cold, and I’m chilled.

Metaphorically, anyway. Like looking back at old love. Cold and Rust-Belt distant.

Today another husband plays music across the room on his computer. Honest-to-God rock stars. Banging drums and fuzzy guitars vibrate the room. A son of friends makes this wonder.

My miracle nods his head to the beat, his back to me; cats scatter.

Out my window the North Carolina grass is bare and the sun shines in February.

It is not winter at home anymore.

  1. February 9, 2013 at 6:24 pm

    Ola from Ecuador. Not sunny or very warm here at 7,000 but the shopping is great, the hotel is great and I get to spend a week with really knowledgeable gardeners. Life is good. However, if I were home in that teeth-rattling cold, I’d say something snarky, like, nice way to turn the knife, former friend. (Only joking about the former part. Just part of the snark.)

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