The cold winter is here. Sorry, I tried.
I didn't get up early to shovel because I like to shovel. I had two events to play for today and needed to make it to my car when it was time to leave. It's no fun navigating snowy sidewalks with a harp on wheels. But when I came inside, there were two phone messages; both events were canceled because of the weather and because the kind organizers just didn't want me to risk life, limb and harp by being out in it.
Those phone calls were the second and third weather-related miracles of the year when it came to the harp. Not that the weather was miraculous (the weather was really awful harp-wise this year), it's more that the people in charge of the events that happened during this awful weather made miraculous decisions.
The first weather-related miracle? Outdoor wedding, August 4, 2010. 90+ degrees and horribly humid. I wore my coolest dress, my hair up, my sunglasses and a good slathering of SPF 75. When I showed up, I was directed here:
The bride met me at the door and said it was just too hot out
and that we would all be more comfortable if the wedding was indoors.
Today, thanks to weather miracles #2 and #3, I got some laundry done, some quiet harp practicing in and a long winter's nap. Harps and harpist safe and sound...
...looking out on the lovely winter's night.