It snowed last night. Here’s the amazing thing about snow: it makes even the ricketiest, ugliest structure (in this case, the beloved swingset left here by our house’s former inhabitants) look almost magical and quaint… a transformation that, according to my calculations, is 35% due to snow’s sun-struck glittering appearance and 55% due to the fact that it’s a fairly solid cover that hides the rust spots in the metal, the bright blue plasticity of the slide, and the, ah, evidence of doghood all around the ground.
Oh, and the remaining 10% is just because, seen through an almost-clean window of an almost-warm house, gripping an almost-steaming mug of cocoa (kids + breakfast time craziness = never fully steaming cocoa), everything looks magical. Like sparkling diamonds.
Mmmm. Diamonds. Joy joy joy.
p.s. 35 + 55 + 10 does, indeed, equal 100%. Wow. Where were these awesome math skillz when I needed them in college?
Today’s poll (answer to see results):
If you were stranded on a desert island and could only look at one thing for the next month, would you choose sparkling snow or diamonds?