I woke up this morning in a chilly bedroom in Connecticut, rejoicing in my warm wool socks. The world looked fuzzy until I put my glasses on, revealing the fuzz to be thick white snowflakes falling in front of the dark pine trees. The ground is covered by a layer of new snow deep enough to conceal the grass. A shaggy brown horse, happily retired,
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snow is fun but best when one doesn't have to go anywhere....
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Reminds me of the Element song by Tom Lehrer, which ends
"These are the only ones of which the news has come to Ha'vard,
And there may be many others, but they haven't been discavard"
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But I am still swayed by its name. Haaahvahd. Hm.
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