… and it’s all rather strange and comforting, the swaddle of a warm hotel room with a big tv and baked goods and second-floor views onto massive wind and snow.
UD spent the whole day in this room, reading The Memory Chalet, singing Gilbert and Sullivan songs with her daughter, and watching a film about Glenn Gould with Mr UD.
Inside this room today, life was all small domestic bliss (UD‘s missed her daughter, just back from a semester in Ireland). Outside, the white-cold rage of the world whirled high and wide, and we looked at it, amazed into silence.
December 23rd, 2011 at 5:15PM
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