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… and we’re back on …

I can’t believe it. The Orân, she came back up without a hitch. This is a cause for celebration because you just don’t understand how many times I have had to revive her from near death experiences. She’s mostly in good shape, but she has a loose processor. My computer spends most of its time leaning to one side. I call it the Oran because it is named after something in my book. There have been complete sets of weeks when I couldn’t get her to sit correctly and get back up an running. The fact that she came back up so easily is simply fantastic.

Well, I had an unexpected visitor today. And I wanted to give her credit for a wonderful post on her site about winter. It is a touching remark about peace and snow. I responded to it, because she had left a comment on my site and I felt appreciative, but I liked what I wrote, so I’m going to re-post it here.

Winter is beautiful when it snows. Unfortunately, Tennessee seems to get less and less of it each year. As a teacher, I pray and beg the powers at be to let it snow, just like I did when I was a child, both in hopes of getting out of school. Tennesseans can’t handle snow, you know. I guess that’s why it doesn’t snow as much. Or is that Global Warming? I’m not sure. But I do remember a few rare “blizzards” in my childhood, and the silence. The whisper and patter of stealthy white flakes sewing together their magnificent blanket. I remember a gentle breeze that rustled no leaves; only moved the flakes a little to the right or the left. Peace is a beautiful thing that I think nature gives to us. Whether you believe in a God or not, peace is granted to us all. Wonderful memory. Thanks for sharing.