Snowfall

Classes were canceled on Friday, and so were all our weekend activities as the snow began to accumulate. Our hilltop is magnificently covered in inches of powder, shrouded in the fog of the Willamette Valley, blanketed by the quiet snow brings. I have been slowly reading, pondering, praying, and breaking from life during this unexpected respite from the normally jammed schedule.

That's not to forget the fun we've had during this winter storm: A few snowball fights ensued, the seminarians from warm weather climates played like grade schoolers, a tackle football game took place, a few cars were stranded at the bottom of the hill, and even now, many of us have spent the additional time to do homework figuring out ways to avoid doing homework.

This winter reveling has been wonderful, but I'm almost ready to return to normalcy. Almost.

I suppose one more day of messy roads and canceled classes would probably be welcomed by all of us procrastinating seminarians.