Fifty mile an hour winds, icy and damp = that quiet time I've been longing for. Louise and I started our day by calling my favorite cousin in Argentina and reminiscing about our childhood. We did go out once to look at the
frozen lake, after a bit my ears were numb, I picked up my ice cube shaped beaglewiener and ran back home. Made a fire, brewed a cup a tea and enjoyed my sweet nothing day. I read an entire book, concocted a new soup, talked to Louise in my kindergarten voice ~ she probably thinks I need help, enjoyed a bit of yoga and looked through pictures of old travels. I have a good feeling, I don't know what it is but I like it and I can't wait for what's to come.