Yes, it has arrived. Last Saturday, snow - lots of it. This Saturday (today). Roses and lollipops. Well, crocuses anyway. Woolfoot family is out at the chiminea scrounging firewood for the first outdoor fire of the season. Woolfoot Husband hosted a picnic with a small class of his students yesterday and all the old-timey furniture was disgorged from falling-down barn -including a table that must be 12 feet long. Since its all still out there on the lawn, we ate our fish and hotdogs outside tonight. A crescent moon is bright in the indigo sky with a star (venus) just along side.
I should write here more often. I have been crabby all day because I woke up at 3 AM and couldn't get back to sleep. Looking around and thinking big picture makes my sour-mouthed bitching obviously so shabby.