Another Inch, Another Lost Day

There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man ... a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is … Winter in Alabama ....

Once again, North Alabama is a blanket of white wintery wonder. While heavier in some places, the inch plus that fell nearby last night hit the road, melted, and froze. An inch of snow on the grass, a quarter inch of pocked ice on the driveway and neighborhood roads. Schools that were only to be delayed this morning have closed due to numerous accidents across the county this morning. With the temperature not expected to get close to freezing until late in the day, once again the powers that be have closed roads and are recommending we all stay home.

I learned to drive in the frozen wastelands of North Dakota, and it is tempting to think that with a little extra time, I could find my way into work this morning. However, after taking a running slide down the driveway, and coupling that with the fact that I have telecommuting privileges, I suppose it is best to stay clear of less experienced drivers and trouble spots.

So I'll make some coffee, throw a log in the fireplace, and get back to work on my research assignment while stealing glances out the window at the world of white.

And through that window, looking back at me across space and time, I just know that Rod Serling is waxing poetic.