Improbable

I'm a little freaked out right now. It never snowed. Or if it did, it snowed while I was asleep and didn't stick, which as far as I'm concerned, amounts to the same thing. I don't really think we avoided snow because of my fiber choices. That smacks entirely too much of magic and superstition. I am a person of reason, a believer in critical thought. I know better. Still, it didn't snow.

I'll just keep repeating, "It's coincidental, not causal. It's coincidental, not causal."

Of course, next April, I may start knitting with linen again. After all, it didn't snow.