Lesson 875: Blizzard Wizard

 Hello, Readers!

Eloise, here,

shouting out from the snowbank called

Erie, PA.

It has been one for the memory books, 

for sure.

We went from this: 

to this:

to this:

We settled into this today,

with a warm up on the way.

No major power outages

or stranded vehicles for the Lamp Posters.

We sat home and waited the storm out

for the most part.

Many in our area are now struggling

with the weight of the heavy, wet snow

bearing down on the roof.

We wonder if our back deck trellis

will bear the weight before the melt.

We owe a lot of our success 

to this guy,

Mr. Lamp Post,

aka The Blizzard Wizard.

He always thinks ahead 

and makes preparations early.

Down came the precious flags

for Penn State and the Huskies.

Within twelve hours from the above shot,

we were looking out the window at this,

and the Blizzard Wizard spent most of the day on this.

Because he keeps the snow from swallowing us,

and the house toasty warm with

crackling fires fed from a 

fully stocked woodpile,

I can enjoy the beauty of it all.

Therefore, 

I got to spend time doing what I love best--

take photos,

watch birds,

and reading books.

Man, 

this suggestion 

from the good people at Werner Books,

is keeping my imagination ever busy.

Being shut in as we were,

I had to shake the pandemic-y flashbacks.

This book,

set in Year 20 Post pandemic--

 fictionally the Georgian Flu,

a strengthened version of Swine.

It certainly didn't help,

but it more certainly makes you think.

It is beautifully written 

about the broken world,

evidenced by the number of tabs.

A student asked about the colors 

and if they meant certain annotations--

good thinking Grace L---

but all the colors mean

is that they match the book cover!

Each tab marks writing I loved.

 

If you borrow a book from 

The Library of the Lamp Post,

still under construction,

you will get to see my favorite parts,

and they might be yours, too!

Station Eleven offers some bonus

artwork inside the front cover, too!

What would I miss in a post pandemic world

where very few humans survived?
I'd miss all of you!

No people--no internet--no blog.

Penny and Hazel 

would miss you, too.

Surely these two gritty pitties would survive along side me

 to travel from town to town

in a caravan of musicians and performers.

I'm telling you--

Station Eleven is a great story.

I'd miss basketball!

The season has started.

A very challenging home opener

against Prep in our home gym.

I know it's dark and terrible for picture-taking,

but I just love the Harbor Creek gym!

It is so warm and cozy looking.

I love the warm wood with the color scheme.

Tonight we were in a brighter gym out in Fairview

for the Tip Off Tournament.

Another game tomorrow,

so we are turning in early.

It's been a long week for everyone.

Good night.

Sleep tight.

And wait for the warm up!

Eloise