Poor little tree. It’s definitely faced the worst of it these past two weeks, losing first one bough early in the hurricane, then another in the snow. It’s only been planted there maybe a couple of years. Hopefully it will survive.
I look at that tree and think, well, I don’t have it so bad. Which is good, because commuting to work has been pretty dreadful all week. I have some small hope that, with a number of people off for Veteran’s Day, Monday will be a little lighter. At the very least, I’m quite glad I won’t have to face the Long Island Railroad for at least a couple of days.
I plan to spend the weekend doing nothing more exciting than reading Kaleidotrope submissions and getting a much-needed haircut. I might go see the new James Bond movie; I haven’t decided. But mostly just enjoying not being on a commuter train.