Snow Is Gone (Already)!
The rare snow here in Central Texas vanished by this morning. It was just a light snowfall, less than an inch on the insulated places like the roof of the My-Lynx Associates World Headquarters, the lawn, the trees, and anywhere that residual heat was insulated from the previous day allowed the snow to "stick". The temperature was a little over freezing, so the conditions were not ideal for snow, but the weather models indicated that it would be just a few flakes, and it actually turned out to be something of a snowfall. We were able to deliver our packages to the Post Office, so business did not come to a complete halt. The schools shut down early, though for what reason we could not see.
The pavement remained damp right through the afternoon and without any freeze-up or icy spots, so it may have been because the adults in the school districts were looking for a snow-day themselves. We saw a few miniature snow-men, with little stick for arms, that was something new.
We did see some older students on a television news story, of college age in a town nearby, and they were catching snow-flakes on their tongues, something that we have yet to try, or if we have tried, have blotted out the memories of what seems to be a pointless exercise.
We have held out our tongue for Italian ices, sorbet, and flavored ices from time to time, but we are baffled as to the point of eating a snowflake. We think that we saw this on an old "Peanuts" TV special, but that was probably sandwiched in between the comments by Charlie Brown, Linus and the other characters with their ongoing issues and anxieties about life in a modern post-industrial society.
We did not understand that kind of subtlety when we were children. The issues that Charles M. Schulz illustrated in his works seem to be more relevant to the staff of the bookstore in the light of existential alienation and the chronic state of emergent panic that characterizes the way that visual media like television and even movies and how they anxiously portray the everyday occurrence of daily trials and tribulations of contemporary urban life.
This is what makes Schulz's "Peanuts" more appealing now, than when he was alive. We have carried some of Schulz's works in the past, maybe we should put some more up for sale now that we are talking about it. The long winter makes us think about books and cartoons. Here is another view of yesterday's gentle snowfall on the edges of the cedar trees, which has already vanished into the ephemeral magic of memory and history. We are thinking about a Japanese-styled haiku to commemorate the spirit of the day. Maybe we will read some and get back to you with one of our own.
The pavement remained damp right through the afternoon and without any freeze-up or icy spots, so it may have been because the adults in the school districts were looking for a snow-day themselves. We saw a few miniature snow-men, with little stick for arms, that was something new.
We did see some older students on a television news story, of college age in a town nearby, and they were catching snow-flakes on their tongues, something that we have yet to try, or if we have tried, have blotted out the memories of what seems to be a pointless exercise.
We have held out our tongue for Italian ices, sorbet, and flavored ices from time to time, but we are baffled as to the point of eating a snowflake. We think that we saw this on an old "Peanuts" TV special, but that was probably sandwiched in between the comments by Charlie Brown, Linus and the other characters with their ongoing issues and anxieties about life in a modern post-industrial society.
We did not understand that kind of subtlety when we were children. The issues that Charles M. Schulz illustrated in his works seem to be more relevant to the staff of the bookstore in the light of existential alienation and the chronic state of emergent panic that characterizes the way that visual media like television and even movies and how they anxiously portray the everyday occurrence of daily trials and tribulations of contemporary urban life.
This is what makes Schulz's "Peanuts" more appealing now, than when he was alive. We have carried some of Schulz's works in the past, maybe we should put some more up for sale now that we are talking about it. The long winter makes us think about books and cartoons. Here is another view of yesterday's gentle snowfall on the edges of the cedar trees, which has already vanished into the ephemeral magic of memory and history. We are thinking about a Japanese-styled haiku to commemorate the spirit of the day. Maybe we will read some and get back to you with one of our own.
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