Snow was general

Snow was general all over Maine, and a snow day was declared early. We slept in, moved our cars in anticipation of the city-wide parking ban, and trudged downtown in the snow. Darkness and color were sketched Zen-like over an undifferentiated field, and we thrilled to see various supposedly snow-tough 4WD cars and trucks spin their wheels purchaseless as subcompacts putted along. Hilary worked in her studio, finishing “Live Free or Die,” a painting in which yoga girls float in a tie-dyed nightscape. I treated myself to a new Jay-Z CD. I also wrote a post for Long Sunday.