Tuesday, January 25, 2005

the obligatory "oh my jesus, could there be any more snow?!" post

so. it snowed. and then it snowed. and then some more it snowed. and we shoveled and shoveled, and then some more we shoveled. and tomorrow, here in beantown, it will snow again. but we will not shovel...we will sled.
because, last night...on a fairly fresh two feet of snow, we managed to find, the best sledding hill ever!! it's no secret, in fact, it's pretty much one of the only hills in boston...but, damn, it's a good one. leave it to harvard to create a perfect little slice of park heaven in the middle of jamaica plain. for those of you who are not aware of the absolute, A-#1 Best Thing In Boston...you must visit the Arnold Arboretum in JP. ernie and i discovered it this summer, on a lazy sunday afternoon with nothing else to do but brush each other's hair, and read the paper. we had long thought that jamaica plain was much too far to drive for a park, but had heard that the arboretum held unknown pleasures, and it was sunday, so why not travel. it turned out to be, as said, heavenly. literally, it was what i imagine heaven would look like, complete with a lilac hill, a rose pond, a cedar forest and a bonsai garden.
the hill that we went to last night was easily a quarter mile to the top, if not more...starting off at a fair pace, not too slow, not too fast, and then ending with a burst of speed and craziness, before delivering you softly to the bottom of the hill without fear of tree injuries or snowbanks. it was only after four or five trips having to walk our sleds back to the top, that we realized why sledding should be done during the day and not at ten o'clock at night (at 11 degrees out), and why we should really take better care of ourselves and do a lot more cardio. pants wet, and frozen, thoroughly out of breath, we did the only thing we could do. we went for pizza...sicilian style.
it's odd how parts of your life can be absolutely perfect at times, while other parts of your life are farther from perfect than they've ever been.

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