



I love snow. It's beautiful. It's silent and soft.
It's enough.
I never thought I'd say that. I've had enough. There's so much of it on the ground already it'll still be there in April. It's beautiful, and it's making getting around a nightmare. Today it cancelled a conference I was looking forward to attending.
I'm relieved to not have to travel in dangerous weather. But I'm missing my clergy friends and I could use the rest. Can't have it both ways, I guess.
So instead I'll take the next few days as study days. Actually, that'll take more discipline than almost anything else I do!
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