is isn’t about a whale
ok, maybe it is.
I just woke up to find out we’ve been gifted with a snow day. This is why I live in New England, you don’t get snow days in the south. The children won’t let me go back to bed, so as I sit here drinking my morning coffee, I realized my day is a blank slate. Our post-Christmas tidying means I am somehow sitting in a clean home, my syllabi are in a holding pattern, waiting for approval from the powers that be, and my next bookclub book is sitting in the post office, waiting for delivery.
If there was ever a day to start Moby Dick, it is today. But (there is always a but, right) I’d also love to spend my day knitting in front of a fire. The two aren’t incompatible, thanks to the wonders of the internet and a little site called Librivox. Libravox keeps a repository of volunteer-recorded audiobooks that are in the public domain. I’ve subscribed the the RSS feed for Moby Dick and am downloading it into my I-Tunes podcast stream right now, one chapter at a time.
Long time readers of this blog know about my love for podcasts. I’ve downloaded podcasts to help me run a 5k, practice yoga, keep on top of new media and keeping up with my knit sibs. Thanks to Librivox, I’ve listened to Edith Wharton and Louisa May Alcott, and today, I’ll spend the day with Herman Melville and Edgar Allen Poe.
What are you doing with your snow day?
I guess all of us parents were cozied up trying to make a day of it yesterday! I didn’t realize you had a blog until last week. How strange! I’m glad I found you here. I must say the orange is very cheery for the January days.
Love, Maribeth