Dear Marian and Beth

The snow is falling, and falling and falling here in Boston.  It snowed yesterday, it is snowing today and the news reports tell us it will be snowing, not tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow.  And on and on.  The snow is piled high and in some places you cannot see behind the corner.  Mountains of snow are everywhere.

I’m glad to finally have a garage. It’s the first real one I’ve ever had. Our wonderful old house had one but it was way in the back and too far to shovel.  We just left the car on the edge of the sidewalk so there would be less work.  Besides, the garage was a convenient place to store things like lawnmowers, barbecue devices, bicycles, and anything else we did not know where it should go.  It was a hodgepodge of things we used and things we never did.

I didn’t know that you had to take care of a garage the way you take care of a house. By the time I decided to sell the house, ours was falling apart and would not add to the sale. It probably would have done just the opposite. I took it down instead.

So here I am now, in Boston, in a city that is making history.  The snow is making records and maybe there is more to come.  And the news tells us, that again tomorrow there will be snow and then icy rain.  It makes me wonder how do the people in Alaska live, or Nova Scotia?  How do they keep warm, get around, get food, go to work.  Here in Boston, the rail system has stopped working several times and people can’t get to work.

But for the moment, it is white, it is clean looking and there is beauty to the whiteness.  How will this all melt?  And what will happen when it does?  Huge puddles will be everywhere.

I’ll be glad every time I have to go out that the car will start out warm and dry.

Love,

Mom

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