and how you built a tower tumbling through the trees

There is something extremely calming about driving in the dead of night, when the snow is light and fluffy.

Makes you want to stop, get out of the car and look up at the sky and try and count the snowflakes.

Or something.

And when one is dared to jump into the snow and there is no chill in the air, one does.

Or in my case, lifted into the snow, crutches to my side.

I wish we had taken a photo.

Fallen angels, indeed.

Oh and a word of advice to those of you who have heated car seats – warn your occupants before you turn the seat warmers on.

It took me a solid five minutes to figure out my ass was not radiating its own heat.

Yes, been one of those days.

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5 responses to “and how you built a tower tumbling through the trees

  1. Yes. Excellent advice. I tend to think I’ve pissed my pants. It’s a creepy creepy sensation.

  2. strawberry-blondie

    Oh dear god yes to the heated seated warmer warning. Last time that happened to me I spent a few minutes fairly certain I’d wet my pants.

  3. Good to know I’m not the only one who feels this way! Although I didn’t have the wet my pants sensation as you both, still such a weird feeling.

  4. That is quite a picture you paint Allison. It is indeed a most remarkable and serene happenstance. Almost hypnotic to be driving in those conditions. Problematic? Perhaps but add the stars and a working, heated seat and it actually makes this winter thing entirely bearable. Of course walking in it with the right musical accompaniment is nothing short of sublime!
    (I recommend Kate Bush’ Hounds of Love cd!

    s

  5. It really does, and you’re right, one needs the perfect soundtrack to accompany. Ah, I haven’t listened to Kate Bush in quite some time. I actually enjoy the Futureheads cover of Hounds of Love. Thanks for the reminder!

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