Snow Day.

by norealplot

Even the happiest packs can feel confining.


My husband and I ran away from home for a few days last week.  I highly recommend it.  We drove to East Tennessee, with sacks of books and our cameras, for a two-night feast of reading, fireplace-gazing, sleeping in, and talking over very long dinners.

photo-42 4Our truancy was rewarded by a major ice storm the morning we were set to leave.  The road out was closed altogether.  No one could safely drive home that day. What else could we do?


More coffee, of course.  No day like a snow day.