tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post4140327521562710123..comments2024-03-26T17:48:13.000-07:00Comments on The Clerk Manifesto: Stopping by a library on a snowy eveningFeldenstein Calypsohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04896259011478481374noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post-44142800108285831462019-02-21T14:16:33.820-08:002019-02-21T14:16:33.820-08:00Really? Cold in CA? Like, what, minus ten? Are the...Really? Cold in CA? Like, what, minus ten? Are the avocados okay? Just tell me the avocados are okay.<br /><br />And can I just add: Robert Frost? Robert Frost! He totally changed his last name for that poem.Feldenstein Calypsohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04896259011478481374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post-75837920149275800792019-02-21T11:38:41.299-08:002019-02-21T11:38:41.299-08:00Wow. There are all sorts of coincidences happening...Wow. There are all sorts of coincidences happening. First, the Red Balloon, and now "Stopping by Woods," a poem we read in class just yesterday, a fine, beautiful poem about snowy Minnesota library life. And we too are having frigid temps her in CA! Grape againhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03104621380731761047noreply@blogger.com