“But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm”
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Birches (l. 21-22). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
TIME: 5:13 PM
PLACE: Front yard
SUBJECT: Ice covered branches
Well, Ice-Pocalypse 2011 has arrived. The kids were off of school today and it has already been called off again for tomorrow. It’s cold. Freezing cold. In fact, tomorrow night they are calling for below zero temps – *shivers*. Here’s hoping the electricity stays on. If not, we’re heading for Dad’s house and his fireplace. Pop, I know you read this, so don’t be changing the locks on us!