The White Stuff

So, our first winter storm has hit Western New York.  I woke up to snow.  Not a lot — just enough to turn all the colored leaves white.  I tried to convince my colleagues that it was actually pretty outside.  Trust me.  They were not convinced.

In other news, I have a weekend free from grading, so I really want to settle down and send out some poems.  Actually, I also want to settle down and write some poems.  I have been trying to revise the same five poems for weeks now, and it’s not going so well.  I need some new material. 


  1. I’m headed to NYC tomorrow, but just think I’ll have cold rain to deal with. It would be lovely to see some snow.

  2. Karen Weyant Said:

    Yes — NYC is six to seven hours away from me! I think you will see cold rain. Our snow here has now turned to rain. To be honest, I would rather see snow. 🙂

  3. Snow is preferable to cold rain, which chills your bones — and much prettier!

  4. connetta Said:

    Winter is so fun to write about..Like a party with Father time, Old man Winter, and Jack Frost…

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