A few days ago the streets were swept of sand and people started to bring out their lighter jackets and post pictures of spiral shaped elastic bodies “around the corner” on facebook. It was in the air. It was coming. Then I guess it looked up, saw where it was headed and decided to change direction completely.
I took this photo on my lunch break, March 11th. Note that most of the water in the picture hasn’t figured out what’s going on yet.
Today, three days of all-day-below-zero* I found a box of Christmas decorations at my office and we were all very tempted to put them back up again. But as we look out the window the snowing had stopped so we didn’t.
The sea has refrozen and with this morning’s snow in drifts on top it looks like waves are rolling in while time is standing still. (It comes out really well in a photo, yes, I know… No sarcasm here at all. Or maybe a little. Some. Well…)
Under these circumstances something very predictable happens in my head. I am not entirely sure if this shows my
b) stupidity or
Or if it is the simplest possible illustration of how I think magic should work in this world.
*talking degrees Celsius here, but I’m sure you got that. This, apparently, is called an Ice Day.