Today, Saturday, we were forecast 6-8 inches of "March comes in like a lion" starting in the early morning hours. I took a peek out the window at 5 am and saw nothing, but it was coming down steadily by 8. We had brunch plans with a few friends, so we headed out on an adventure, expecting the eight inches of snow to materialize by the time we finished eating. Turns out roads were reasonable, and the big snow forecast became more like three inches of slushy and mushy stuff. We timed our morning right, and found a table for six of us at a great little spot in Cohasset, MA - 5 South Main. I have liked this small restaurant for a number of years. Last year it changed hands, and I like it even better. The chef/owner is a parent from our charter school family. I have taught both his children 8th grade math, and enjoyed them both for different reasons. We had a great meal today, in the company of friends... warm, delicious, and fun, while the gray, slushy, snowy day stayed outside.
This is my five hundred sixteenth daily drawing. As always, thank you for looking.
This is a study for nocturne painting I am considering. During the record-setting snowpocalypse a couple of years ago, we lost power for a couple of days. My husband and I spent an afternoon at the local coffee shop, having warm beverages, charging our phones and enjoying the warmth. We headed home to find this truck in front of our house, full of light and hope... and very hard working electrical employees. I remember offering to go on a coffee run for them, but they declined. An hour later, the lights returned. This is the second in my #Inktober challenge.
We got the first real snow of the season last night, blizzard conditions. I learned from the local weatherman that "blizzard conditions" refers to visibility and duration, not to the depth of snow received. If the visibility is under .25 of a mile for at least three hours, it is called a blizzard. We had a blizzard last night, woke up today to about 14 inches of snow and 13 degrees. The snow was light and easy to move. Happy that.
I spent an hour in the local coffee shop before church this morning, sipping fresh coffee, and sketching the variety of winter-clad people coming in for hot chocolate, coffee, and pastries after their morning shovel. There was a big rush, during which I grabbed likenesses of all kinds of people. A few minutes later (see my photo), all calm... Nice way to begin the day.
As always, thanks for looking and I love your comments.
Two and a half years ago we invited a couple of kittens, fostered through the Standish Humane Society, to come live with us. We told our contact through Standish, that we wanted a brother and sister pair. Maggie and Fred are a treat; funny, loving, a bit wild, and unpredictable. Yesterday was our first snow day of the year, and I spent the morning hanging on the couch with NPR on the radio, good coffee in my cup, and Fred curled up by my side. Absolute bliss.
