[Magdalen] Snow in the Valley

[Charles Wohlers]

I'm in Mass., attending to the furnace here - and shoveling snow. The snow 
is around waist-high on me, which is about 3-1/2 feet of snow, never mind 
the huge piles thrown up by the plows. I usually would have daffodils & such 
poking their heads up within the next week, but I don't think that'll be 
happening this year.

Only a couple dozen at church this AM, where our priest read this prayer 
which has been making the rounds:

Almighty God, who made the green grass on the Fenway, the blue waters of 
Dorchester Bay and the tan sands on the Cape, we have a simple prayer: 
Enough with the snow already. Whatever mysterious point you're making about 
endurance, or patience or your own awesome power, we get it: we've endured, 
we're plenty patient and we get that you can do the snow thing. And we know 
that you know the old joke (since you know everything) about how if the 
Pilgrims landed in Florida first this part of the country would never have 
been settled, ha ha, but we love it here. We love the spring, especially on 
Boston Common. We love the Fall, especially in the suburbs. And we love the 
summer, especially on Cape Cod, on Cape Anne and on the South Shore. We love 
all those beautiful parts of your world. But we've had it with the snow. I 
mean, have you looked out my window? So we'd like to ask you to stop sending 
us the snow. And, just to be clear, when we say snow we also mean freezing 
rain, sleet, black ice, any kind of flurries and that new creation of yours 
thundersnow, We promise we'll be good during Lent, we'll be kind to one 
another, and won't ask for another thing, at least until the Red Sox start 
to play. Amen.

Chad Wohlers
East Bridgewater, MA USA
chadwohl at satucket.com