The title above (“the snow’s beautiful today”) was the very first phrase I learned in junior-high-school French, as part of a dialogue about skiing. But it is lovely this morning: eight to ten inches of snow fell on Chicago yesterday. Nearly all flights out of O’Hare and Midway airports were cancelled, of course, but since I’m not going anywhere I was not distressed. Instead, I could simply enjoy the view from my crib (click to enlarge).
The snow prevented me from seeing the skyline downtown, which is usually visible:
My car, of course, was covered with snow, but the street had not yet been plowed, and that creates a danger of an upcoming snowplow throwing up a wall of snow that is impenetrable without shoveling (I don’t shovel on moral grounds). I therefore brushed the snow off my windows in a perfunctory way (as academics are wont to do), and, after several tries, managed to get my car moving on the icy streets at about 8 km per hour.
Although it takes only a few minutes for me to drive to work, and I almost always walk (11 minutes door to door), I drove to procure a parking spot at the University, whose streets are always plowed promptly. This guarantees that I can get my car out. (I once had to wait over two weeks until the snow melted enough to drive away from my home.)
Voilà: the Ceiling Catmobile in safe haven:
It’s no weather for cats (not my photo):