Good Morning!

That good ol' disrupting winter rhythm. I don't listen to the weather on the television or on the radio. But I overheard a couple of people discussing how histrionic at least one station was about Wednesday's snow. Something about laying in supplies and the possibility of power outages and so on. Anything to fill up the news hour.

Wouldn't it be fine to hear on TV a coming storm spoken of as being "lovely" or "peaceful" or "a good chance to step back and slow down" or "cozy"?
Or perhaps, saying that, remind us of the comfort and ease that many do not share, and how winter is both hard and soft...

And perhaps school should be canceled on one of those perfect May mornings, when life is stirring gently and the leaves and the grass are green and tender, and the blossoms full...