- February 24th, 2013
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One thing I have to say about the past month here in Boston is that it has been exceedingly snowy and slush-ful. As a child in York I have fond memories of the few snowfalls we would see each year, as though some sort of magical weather faerie had dusted the countryside with confectioner’s sugar and set it all sparkling in the sun. Snow in Boston, whether because I am now an adult and no longer look at the world through a child’s wondering gaze or because it is Boston, is thick and heavy and very quickly turns a dull sort of grey.
Or perhaps you will believe that the mundane nature of Boston snow has more to do with my present state of mind than it does the comparative quality of snow in New versus Old England. Perhaps you are right. But there is very little that is magical about recent Boston weather and I fancy that you would be hard-pressed to find someone in this city who would disagree.
The weather has allowed me to miss some of my otherwise semi-weekly meetings with the members of the Dante Effect, and I confess that there have been some of those weeks when I was not entirely disappointed to miss my encounters with Stone. However I must say that last week’s meeting was a pleasant surprise as Ste.Croix had set out a very proper tea for herself, Ms Velazquez and myself. I do not often have a chance to speak with Ms Velaszquez, who is also decidedly unimpressed by this winter, and it was quite possibly one of the most pleasant conversations I have had with either woman since beginning this project. It gives me hope that not only will their future ventures continue to be successful but that I might in time come to not despise the other members of the company. With the exception of Stone and Ritter. I will for the time being withhold my judgement about Engel.
It is at any rate something hopeful in a dismal winter that has yet offered very little promise of a pleasant spring.