Snow day

I know before opening my eyes she's spread her white blanket of quiet over Tuesday. And when they open I see the brightness through the curtain. And I know for sure a cover like Christmas cake icing, pure delight, wraps our world today.

Downstairs, I open the door to an unfamiliar garden. Different shaped plants draped in their white duvets. There’s the slow pop of snow compacting as a car travels tentatively down the road.

We eat breakfast huddled hopefully round the radio waiting for a school announcement. I’ve already googled but this is more fun.

It comes.

Closed.

Hooray!