oh, we go to Owego some Sundays for
brunch at the Travelodge by the river
and pass Brink Road, (on the left going
over (and on the right coming back)):
oh, we plan to go today—it’s early
now—and the snow’s leaking at the
eaves, so the roads won’t be frozen
(except in higher elevations): I
love the weather, its moods and elements
are so much like life: often, if I
don’t feel just like the weather, I
feel the opposite: sometimes when
it’s mild, I get cranky, and I had a
student once, Wendy Zomparelli from
San Diego, and she said she couldn’t
stand it when the sun came out every
morning: