The storm did blow and blow and blow... Burlington got it's second biggest snowfall in history. We got 18-20" with drifts on top of that. Wilma, Batman and I sheltered in place and loved it. We got hooked on The Great British Bake Off, inspiring Batman to make English muffins from scratch on the Home Comfort stove, which was roaring hot for days (you can see the firebox, above).
On Friday I was delighted to hear Bernie Sanders speak at Vermont Technical College. The man brought me to tears more than once. The deeper we are mired in political BS these days, the more I miss the thought of Bernie's (stolen) presidency. He is still our senator though, and he continues to speak truth to power and for that I am grateful.
The snow buntings are on the ridge, fluttering in clouds of wings. The snow is still thick on the ground, but the sun is bright and the temperature is rising. The first day of spring is being celebrated here with a string of domestic prayer flags, dancing in the bright light. Ah, the holiness of a clothesline! To mark Persephone's return, we have brought pruned branches from the pear trees into the house. Set in a vase of water and tucked on a sunny windowsill, we hope for shoots of green leaves soon. The very last of the vegetables grown here at a bit of earth last summer have come up from the root cellar and remind us of warmer days.
Wedding planning has gone up a notch, with long-distance "to do" lists and fun text messages and collaborating boards on Pinterest.
The energy around here seems to be rising. How is it with you, friends? What are you up to these days?