Ice

Welp, just as I foretold the end of winter, an ice storm descended upon us. This tells me two things: one, I will never be a weather forecaster; and two, this is a perfect day to stay cozy and write until the power goes out. As we live in the woods, we’ve taken out water in preparation, and have the lanterns on standby. I hope wherever you are, your day is going well and you are also cozy and happy.