Not every day can be filled with romping in the snow or reading your favorite novels. Sometimes an Alexander kind of day comes along, and all you can do is weather it and know that a day only lasts 24 hours, even if sometimes it feels so much longer.

I am not surprised that such a day would occur on the darkest day of the year. We should be glad that it was a short day because I wouldn’t have wanted to cram in any additional missed shipping deadlines, cat vomit, scones that didn’t rise, burnt cookies, forgotten meals, deleted material, and crabby attitudes. All I can say is thank goodness today was a snow day. I can’t begin to imagine what would have happened if I’d had such a calamitous day while in the office.

Tomorrow is a new day, after all, full of promise and hope. May it be better than today was!

You always find the most interesting residents of our neighborhood at the Dupont Circle park. They sit around the fountain, lounge on the benches, and play chess on the tables. And the same is true after blizzards.

This lady was hanging around just outside the Circle:

These folks were sort of sinking down into the grass:

A Nats fan wanders past:

A fair maiden sits in the moonlight:

And then there was some late night mischief over at one of the chess tables:

For the record, neither of them had very good cards.

(More wintry photos tomorrow, since I have a snow day from work. Gotta love D.C.!)