March 19, 2012. Soda Springs, CA
up at the cabin. it’s been snowing all weekend. the nearest place with an internet
connection is about a mile away. yesterday i drove there to upload my post. today the
roads were covered with snow, so i walked. i thought about the postal service oath;
“neither snow, nor rain…”.
i also thought about skipping a day and doing two tomorrow, but something compelled
me to make the trek. the act of following through, i guess. keeping a commitment.
even if it doesn’t really matter, it matters.
hugo and his friend lewis are sledding on the roof
we had a snowball fight earlier; erica and me against the kids
the dogs were on their team
hugo’s been wanting to come to the cabin since thanksgiving, so this trip’s been planned
for a while. there were storm warnings all week, and we thought we’d have to cancel. every
day hugo asked if we were going or not. we told him we didn’t know, the roads might be
closed, we’d just have to wait and see. he really had his heart set on it. one morning he
asked me: “should i keep my fingers crossed or just give up?”
then on saturday the storm let up so we headed out
hugo was so excited, he said it was “a magical day”