Reprieve

(Temporary, I'm afraid.)

Well, I was snowblowing the driveway when Wife came out, flagged me down, and announced that Sister's flight had been canceled.  Rebooked for tomorrow. 

We have maybe 3" of fresh snow here, so the snag must be elsewhere.  Boston, or wherever her actual aircraft hung out overnight, or something.  Damn shame she didn't get stuck for 36 hours in Logan Airport -- that would discourage future efforts in this direction...

Guess I can go skiing.

Will wonders never cease?

There must be something to that Darwinian "survival of the fittest" thing.  I encountered some people driving slower than the speed limit on those snow-and-slush-covered roads.  And saw no vehicles in the ditch or back in the trees.

Got out to the city forest for another ski run.  Fresh snow just enough to cover the crusty stuff from the previous storm.  Again very little sign of wildlife -- probably relates to the number of people who let their dogs run loose while the human skis or snowshoes.  Did hear some goldfinches and chickadees, and saw a raven.

4 miles, 57 minutes.