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Tugster last captured snow days here and here 13 months ago;  this year has brought inches more.    Thanks to Jed for the foto below from Thursday afternoon.

Modifications to the routine forced by heavy weather bring unlikely revelations, like this metro NY area newspaper editor reading his poetry (yes poetry . . . from a no-nonsense editor!!) about snow that you can enjoy here.  Low-brow?

Sometimes snow is just snow;  and bad weather is unadulterated pain, but  . ..  other times snow might get us thinking about other stuff.

Claude McKay sees in snow flakes love found and lost:   “Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,   Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky,   Whirling fantastic in the misty air,   Contending fierce for space supremacy.   And they flew down a mightier force at night,   As though in heaven there was revolt and riot,   And they, frail things had taken panic flight   Down to the calm earth seeking peace and quiet.    I went to bed and rose at early dawn   To see them  huddled together in a heap,    Each merged into the other upon the lawn,   Worn out by the sharp struggle, fast asleep.   The sun shone brightly on them half the day,    By night they stealthily had stol’n away.

And suddenly my thoughts then turned to you   Who came to me upon a winter’s night,   When snow-sprites round my attic window flew,   Your hair disheveled, eyes aglow with light.    My heart was like the weather when you came,   The wanton winds were blowing loud and long;     But you, with joy and passion all aflame,    You danced and sang a lilting summer song.    I made room for you in my little bed,    Took covers from the closet fresh and warm,   A downful pillow for your scented head,    And lay down with you resting in my arm.    You went with Dawn. You left me ere the day,     The lonely actor of a dreamy play.”  High brow?

Anyone feel inspired?  A poem . . . 60 seconds or less?  Snow on the water?  If you go, I’ll go ….  I’ll even film my reading at one of my favorite waterfront offices.  High brow or low brow or no brow . . . no problem.

Until then, I hope you enjoyed the same foto of Meagan Ann, increasingly manipulated.  Here she appeared in the 2009 Tugboat race with her Viking crew, and here (See Youtube at end.) she sports in nose-to-nose pushing with Nathan E. Stewart.

Again, foto thanks to Jed although I’m still looking for more.

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