tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post8243316125215136021..comments2024-03-27T19:01:58.071-04:00Comments on Learning To Be Writers and Readers: In The 21st Century: When flakes snowballdrferreriblogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08800953133789773280noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-78320177985196397422018-01-31T11:09:55.786-05:002018-01-31T11:09:55.786-05:00Such a perfect SOL - you reminded me of my Monday ...Such a perfect SOL - you reminded me of my Monday morning commute, when I was far less poetically thoughtful of the snowfall.Tarahttps://ateachinglifedotcom.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-87274217153992428792018-01-31T11:09:13.436-05:002018-01-31T11:09:13.436-05:00Such a perfect SOL - you reminded me of my Monday ...Such a perfect SOL - you reminded me of my Monday morning commute, when I was far less poetically thoughtful of the snowfall.Tarahttps://ateachinglifedotcom.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-31921887725000748922018-01-31T00:17:36.007-05:002018-01-31T00:17:36.007-05:00You described this time so well and I am impressed...You described this time so well and I am impressed with your organization of dress, shower, oatmeal, grab phone, etc. I'm glad you arrived safely! I remember once on an early long commute, getting almost there only to hear that schools had been closed. It is a distant memory but I didn't know whether to celebrate or curse! Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-2889307715524333252018-01-30T20:04:38.706-05:002018-01-30T20:04:38.706-05:00I'm so not a great snow driver any longer beca...I'm so not a great snow driver any longer because of such a short commute. I worry about other people doing the long drives. Take care. xoNanchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13135130889558068676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-69710802322667085532018-01-30T18:33:56.923-05:002018-01-30T18:33:56.923-05:00We didn't get much, but it sure slowed us down...We didn't get much, but it sure slowed us down. After it ended, the blanketed woods were lovely out our classroom window. I hope you got some Veggie Sticks! Christie Wymanhttps://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-72223434426492477652018-01-30T16:35:01.749-05:002018-01-30T16:35:01.749-05:00I used to have a 1 hour commute. Now I drive 15 m...I used to have a 1 hour commute. Now I drive 15 minutes each way and I couldn't be happier (unless a spot opened at the school that is walking distance from my house.) I don't miss the commute, especially on mornings like you described here!Lisa Corbetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12602428975643562609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143907991696731390.post-89129157482226258532018-01-30T16:24:36.187-05:002018-01-30T16:24:36.187-05:00Your post took my way back to the time I lived wit...Your post took my way back to the time I lived with snow. It is so beautiful and messy at the same time and you captured its split persona perfectly. 94 minutes to the bridge? Wow. I also loved the way you inserted your inner dialogue throughout the piece. Thank you for sharing!LLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00679928157727691985noreply@blogger.com