Snow falling outside the window, Kodaly playing on the radio: a lovely day to work at home. Or it was until the cursed snowmobilers started running mindlessly up and down the road.
I wonder about my friends who were flying from Philadelphia early this morning to attend the opening of the college baseball season in Charleston, South Carolina. Their son, a first-year student, is on the George Mason team. When I woke at 2:30 there was already an inch of snow, by 7 there were about 5 inches here. As of 8 a.m.: three-hour delays at airports up and down the East Coast.
College baseball always cues memories of night drives in Alabama during a spring training trip several years ago, with college baseball games fading in and out on the radio.
