Snow Day Adventures: Comparing Apples to Oatmeal

| 1/25/2010 5:29:42 PM

CindyMurphyBlog.jpg“I must get a clock. Without a clock to make the day into certain times, a day is just a big bowl of mush ...” — from Joy in The Morning

Those words were spoken by Annie Brown, the 1920s heroine of Betty Smith’s 1963 bestselling novel. To me, the message feels timeless; it’s a perfect description of how I feel about time. Without increments of time set aside for certain things, the day seems shapeless to me, like mush … like a bowl full of oatmeal.

I never much cared for oatmeal.

If a shapeless day is a bowl of oatmeal, than a day broken into increments of time is a day of apple slices; it’s crisp, and is neatly segmented into easy-to-handle wedges. I’d choose a day of apple slices over a day of mush every time. I am not rigid with my time, nor do I follow a strict schedule by any means. But I like routine. Spontaneity and the unexpected are fine, as long as it doesn’t interfere with my routine.

Apple slices on the plate of a day

We had a wonderful holiday season. The girls were off school for Winter Break, and Keith took a week off from work. We traveled across state to visit my Mom and brothers, and then back home again in time for Christmas Eve. We did little things together; we cooked and baked, watched movies until all odd hours of the morning, did puzzles, and hosted a string of sleepovers with the girls’ friends. I taught Shannon how to cross-country ski and laughed until my sides hurt when she had fits of giggles every time she fell. I had time to ski by myself, choosing the cemetery for its peaceful solitude and winding roads through rolling hills of pines. The gliding “shhh … shhh … shhh …” of my skis through the snow seemed befitting of the quiet beauty surrounding me.

12/26/2013 1:08:44 PM

The days of snowing spent in mountain ranges are ideal for enjoyment. If you forget the keys inside, or cannot enter in due to jamming of lock, like businesses can be called for help.

Cindy Murphy
2/8/2010 6:45:05 AM

Hi, MountainWoman. I'm in West Michigan. Most of our heavy snowfall comes courtesy of Lake Michigan. When the Lake Effect kicks in, it doesn't stop until it feels we have all that we can handle....and then some.

Mountain Woman
2/7/2010 6:48:08 AM

Cindy, I loved your story and the photos too. All that snow. I'm jealous. Here in Vermont, we only have about a foot and that isn't much. Anyway, I enjoyed spending the morning with you and like you I love routine but you said it best when you said we all need to take time to look out the window. It's in the moments that we often find our best memories. Loved your entries. By the way, where do you live?

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