Boston’s current snow/rain combination is like bad fusion cuisine on the part of whoever cooks up the weather. I quite like snow, and, having grown up in the UK, I’m rainproof. But snow and rain together… yuck.
Philadelphia occurs to me because of my in-laws, Paul Cézanne, and WC Fields. (The punctuation in that last sentence is, I think, correct: Paul Cezanne and WC Fields are not my in-laws.) My in-laws live near Philly. I really hope to see the Cézanne and Beyond exhibition that’s on at the Philly Art Museum until May.
And then of course there’s the very quotable WC.
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