Today we have several inches of glittering snow, sunshine and a sky so blue it makes your heart catch to look at it. We get a little break from the snow, I guess, but the weather man is throwing the term ‘arctic blast’ around a lot, so we’re not out of the proverbial woods yet.
I’m writing today, and making a run to the grocery store while I can get out. 🙂 This is shaping up to be one of those burrow-in, hot-soup weekends, and that’s fine with me. I just want to be ready.
I’m reading an actual book–usually I listen to books on my iPod–it’s Annie Dillard’s “An American Childhood”. The writing is so good that I keep wanting to highlight passages, so I can come back and savor them, again and again. Problem is, the entire book would have to be highlighted. 🙂 This woman writes so well–poetry disguised as prose–that she takes my breath away. I am, quite frankly, in awe.
I’ll be watching for a new book by Joy Fielding, too. She’s one of my favorites.
And there will be some snipping, gluing and painting going on around here this weekend, too.
That’s the news from my kitchen table.
Be careful, bundle up, and be kind.
