This blizzard will melt into spring soon enough.
For now, there is the light of a gathering of candles, the warmth of the Home Comfort's fire, the smell of dinner in the oven and the whoosh of the snowplow on the road.
The wind has picked up and we can hear the snow clatter on the windows. At least a foot out there already...
Oatmeal for brekkies tomorrow, I think. And a mug (or two) of steaming tea.
The very simplest of things...warmth, shelter and food...feel like enormous blessings tonight. xo