Yesterday, while walking through Harvard Yard, I crossed paths with three shrieking girls. At first, their high-pitched voices concealed the meaning of their words, but after some careful eavesdropping, I deciphered:
Girl 1: “I feel it! It’s here! There are tiny snowflakes hitting my face! It’s real! AHHHHHHH!”
Girl 2: “You just have to embrace it! Embrace the snow!!!”
Girl 3: [Shrieks with laughter]
Girl 1: “Snow! AHHHHHH!!!”
Yes, indeed it snowed yesterday, but the flakes were tiny and silvery rather than fat and white. And really, if there isn’t enough snow on the ground to make an itty-bitty snowman, does it really even count?
But still, here’s to the amusing antics caused by frozen precipitation—and it’s only just the start of the season!
Weather: Chilly, blue skies.
Moods:
Anna – 7 out of 10 on the “so miserable I can’t get out of bed” to “jumping for joy” scale. She’s alert.
Hannah – 6 out of 10. She gave me a desperate look when I asked—she has a lot to do.
Ditch the Umbrella 