Saturday, December 15, 2012
Snow and Sorrow
It snowed for an hour or so first thing this morning, though didn't stick. There were just tiny flakes, so ethereal they seemed to float rather than actually fall. Still, it was snow.
In the photo above you can't see the mountains behind the ridges, but every now and then the clouds shift and there's a little glimpse of the real snowfall.
I've been working on building another blog, one that is just my stories, separate from my daily derrings-do on this site. I have an idea about a novella, or maybe just a long, short story (and there's an oxymoron if I ever wrote one), though everything--the new blog, my thoughts, the plot--are in the early stages.
Since the horrors of yesterday, I have been avoiding the internet, and the television. I cried for the poor wee babies who perished, and the families who will never recover, but the constant media bombardment is too much for me. Even trying to get onto my blog just now, I couldn't avoid the screaming headlines.
And I'm not going to soapbox here, but I have to say one thing: Besides addressing gun regulation--or more specifically the lack thereof--I think this country should also seriously begin focusing on the other, hopelessly overlooked issue of mental illness. It's not just the gun, it's the mind behind the trigger.
That's all. Snow and sorrow. What a world we live in...