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Monday, November 18, 2002 A few timewasters, copped from Mike's List: To make your own virtual graffitti on a virtual wall (and then mail it to a friend), go here. To draw little pictures then post them online, go here. To make your own fireworks, go here. ******************** It's continued snowing, getting heavier and wilder, the wind picking up, snow flying everywhere -- in swirling sheets before cold breezes, in huge, slow, majestic clouds across the valley to the north of here, obscuring the long arching lines of the hills. Tremendously beautiful, genuinely beautiful in a deep-winter-arriving-way-early kind of way. A kind of beauty that deals in transience, the scene up and down the valley constantly changing with the blowing snow and shifting light. The clouds overhead are whipping across across the sky, much faster than normal, bringing occasional glimpses of sun, bits of blue sky, sending patches of light and shadow undulating across the valley's slopes, visible through shifting curtains of driven snow. It's a powerful, primitive scene that feels a touch overwhelming to be out in, showing as clearly as it does how small we are before the force and scope of it all. Someone should consider rescheduling Christmas, move it up to, say, this Thursday. Call off work for the week, give everyone 48 hours to get shopping out of the way, break out the decorations and carols, get on the horn and round up friends and loved ones for a major celebration, and savor a classically beautiful white yuletide. 'Cause it's as perfect as one could ask for, and we should take advantage of it. Run out and pick up bunches of groceries, pull together a huge, multi-course, sprawling meal, share it with people we love, and let the cold world outside put on a spectacular display. I would enjoy that. And whether anyone take me up on the idea or not, I may have to break out some Christmas music and light a white candle or two. I'm not going to be here in December -- for the first time in this lifetime of mine I will be overseas for the holidays. It'll be lovely, I'm sure, but it'll be different. The world has provided the perfect surroundings for a fast, early bit of Christmas. I may have to indulge. There's nearly a foot of snow on the ground. Time to head out into the weather and tramp around in it all before darkness falls. rws 3:28 PM [+]
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