Or people from Texas might winter in Illinois . . . . It could be fun and educational. I could offer Texans a ‘working vacation’ — you know, like those programs that charge participants thousands of dollars to travel to another country and scrabble in the dirt alongside archeologists. Many challenging and valuable tasks await, from shoveling snow to chipping ice to mopping up the puddles of dirty water pooling eternally in the entryway to our house.
Sheila, what I’d like to do is “Winter in Illinois” in summer. I promise to act cold, to pretend that there is three feet of snow on the ground. I will perform as if the realities of winter are all around me. Just don’t make me act like the realities of winter are all around me when the realities of winter are all around me. Or then I might cry. Like a baby. (I hate the cold.)
Why don’t we plan a clusterflock gathering at the farm even without one of us winning the lottery? If we plan far enough in advance, I’ll bet a lot of flockers would come.
How about Memorial Day Weekend, 2009? Very far away, but that’s kind of sweet–we’d have something to look forward to for a long time, and it sort of solidifies us a dedicated group if we can make such long-term plans. Kind of like a wedding.
I suppose you might want to ask your mom and dad, you think? In case they have an opinion about when we all descend on their place.
I’m all for doing it sooner, by the way. I’m just thinking of what might get the best turnout.
lovely.
Just think — matter changing its state right before your eyes — and on your own porch!
It can be hard to see the magic after three months of winter (with at least one more ahead). Thank you for the reminder.
Sheila, should we start a program whereby people from Illinois winter in Texas?
Or people from Texas might winter in Illinois . . . . It could be fun and educational. I could offer Texans a ‘working vacation’ — you know, like those programs that charge participants thousands of dollars to travel to another country and scrabble in the dirt alongside archeologists. Many challenging and valuable tasks await, from shoveling snow to chipping ice to mopping up the puddles of dirty water pooling eternally in the entryway to our house.
“Come Discover the Magic of — Winter in Illinois!
I’m in.
Sheila, what I’d like to do is “Winter in Illinois” in summer. I promise to act cold, to pretend that there is three feet of snow on the ground. I will perform as if the realities of winter are all around me. Just don’t make me act like the realities of winter are all around me when the realities of winter are all around me. Or then I might cry. Like a baby. (I hate the cold.)
Why don’t we plan a clusterflock gathering at the farm even without one of us winning the lottery? If we plan far enough in advance, I’ll bet a lot of flockers would come.
I know Lynn and Jackie would love to have us. Let’s do it.
Woo!
when should we do it?
How about Memorial Day Weekend, 2009? Very far away, but that’s kind of sweet–we’d have something to look forward to for a long time, and it sort of solidifies us a dedicated group if we can make such long-term plans. Kind of like a wedding.
I suppose you might want to ask your mom and dad, you think? In case they have an opinion about when we all descend on their place.
I’m all for doing it sooner, by the way. I’m just thinking of what might get the best turnout.
okay, let’s open the discussion to everyone and I’ll talk to mom and dad. this is a good idea.