Arctic Cold, Old Man Winter’s Breath

Arctic Cold, Old Man Winter’s Breath

I feel as if I may be in the Arctic this morning! It’s six degrees. There’s only a skift of snow,  but under it is ice. Streets, highways, sidewalks are all slick and dangerous. It’s a good morning to stay inside. And read. And write. And read some more. Presently, about the only reading I’m […]