Snowbound, cars buried, public transportation a mess, our friends unable to head home, and all of us have cabin fever. A household of teachers and students, we've all been on early winter break this week, all week, and have watched all the holiday movies, played board games, and tried to build snowmen to no avail; it's the wrong kind of snow for the most part! So we set off to walk to the store (again) and inspiration strikes. How often will we have picturesque deep snow as well inch-and-a-half thick ice to play with? Let's get come candles and see if we can't build an ice sculpture to remember! We carefully reach under 4 inches to get the ice, learn quickly how fragile it is, and as a team, in 20 minutes we've created a sculpture. Is it a cathedral of ice? A fortress of solitude? The White Castle of Gondor, Minis Tirith from Lord of the Rings? If is just a whimsy, as temporary and lovely as a sandcastle on the beach in Astoria? Whatever it was, we all gazed in wonder, and felt very taken up in the spirit of the holidays, glad to have misting snow in our eyelashes and cocoa waiting inside.