Monday 11 December 2017

Day 4 - 345 -- A Quiet Day

Today was a quiet Monday. I spent most of the day working on grading and grade calculations. Getting much of one course completed and the other one ready for entry of final exam grades -- once they are written at the end of the week and graded by me over the following 3-4 days. Other exam preparation involved a grading key for that next exam. Tomorrow after the morning meeting, I hope to get into some of the preparation for January courses -- preparing course outlines and course websites, finalizing the lab manual, and developing and reviewing course lecture notes and slides. So much to do and so little time. I was glad to have today to get through a few more urgent items on the gigantic 'to do' list.

Late afternoon as the sun was beginning to fade, the snow began.  I've hoped I wouldn't have to use that word for a while yet. It won't last for long, since there is warmer air with rain arriving on Wednesday. There is little wind out there, so the stuff is falling straight down. It has covered the shrubbery around the house and coated tree branches and grass. That centimetre or so would be just perfect -- if snow were a requirement. We are to get more, though not huge amounts tonight. I've often found the quiet of a snowfall to be enticing -- that is, quiet when it isn't a nor'ester or blizzard with mega winds. Snow insulates sound so that it is somewhat muffled -- a somewhat relaxing aspect of a snow fall.

Thinking of the sound changes with snow falling brought me to a song. The lyrics are by a major Canadian poet -- one of the outstanding nature poets of his time. The singer who composed the music, is another stellar Canadian talent from southern Manitoba. The lyrics present the softness and hushed aspects of snow. The melody follows suit with a slight Celtic feel, like much of her music. The visuals for the the version shared today are lovely, though some of them seem to be fairy folk fantasy places but many are just gorgeous winter photos. And, for those who are wondering, there is a Christmas touch at the end. <smile>  Enjoy!

Snow -- Loreena McKennett with lyrics by Archibald Lampman


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