"Snow Day" was sung, in many different ways, throughout the house about 8:00 a.m. this morning after we received the call. It had little to do with the snow, as we mountain folk trudge through it all, and everything to do with no power at the school. A pesky problem for sure.
Though one would think, especially at a Waldorf school, that we could have lit the plethora of beeswax candles and gone about our day. Right?
My children rejoiced. We enjoyed a morning without the hustle and bustle. We relaxed inside, meaning me, and knit. The children were out shoveling snow, downstairs sewing, and the littlest embraced climbing every item she could before anyone noticed.
An exciting addition to the day was the waft of snow against the windows and a loud crack as another part of our trees came tumbling down. Fall foliage still on the trees did not mix well with the foot of wet snow. I suppose it will save on all the tree trimming we had thought was necessary.
We had to remind ourselves that it wasn't a weekend. Sometimes one has to slow down. This happened to be because of inclement weather but I'll tell you, we'll take it.
What's the weather doing where you are?