Thursday, November 20, 2008

Snow in November

So it was in the twenties all day and snowing all afternoon. My face was almost as pink as my hat from wind burn; we're excavating in the middle of an open field. But I'm working again, and it's snowing in November, so I can't help but smile. Ohio is so darn gray in November. It's our fifth season, cold and wet and monochrome, no blaze of autumn, no sparkle of winter, just dull plain old November. Except for rare days like today.

Dustin Kensrue of Thrice has a Christmas album out. I particularly like "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen." It's almost polka, except it's all acoustic guitar and something that might be a bassoon and this weird haunting near-melody that shows up around 1:40 and makes you think that the wind is whistling past your window and singing along because it's so subtle and insistent. The man is an artist. It sounds like something you'd hear from a traveling musician in a pub a few hundred years ago in a place where the locals still leave milk out for the fairies.

I should write today.


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