Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Ho Ho Ho
It's The Year Of The Snowstorm. Up on W 95th St, an improvised snowperson... I don't see how a groundhog could see a shadow today, and yet I nonetheless sense the continuance of a long, precipitating winter...


I was out in the snow and the slush yesterday, trudging to doctor's appointments, a bond roadshow lunch, and a customer visit. The wind is howling. Were it not for the inclement atmospherics, I would be up in Boston on business overnight tonight. Luckily, I'm home sweet home sweet home...

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