Two feet of snow predicted. Suffering from a cold and sore
throat and the thought that winter has been too long with us, I watched the
snow swirl against the house,
drifting white dunes.
This morning after shoveling 20 inches of deep snow covering
the walkways , snowshoeing paths to the birdfeeders and compost bin, and
rescheduling appointments, I made a pot of soup.
