Well, I can’t help but notice this morning that almost all of us are still here, still standing after historic storms, unthinkable blizzards, unprecedented cold. Red is still watching his sheep, they are at the feeder, the sun is peeking up over the horizon through the polar mix. As I suspected, we are all alive. This weekend has cured me of eyewitness weather channel weather, I’m back to the government at weather.gov. Just tell me how much snow and cold is coming, I will figure out how upset I wish to get about it.

The morning was beautiful to me, we have plenty of wood, a good tight house, an electric blanket, I am close to finishing my Anne Tyler novel, I do need more cheese popcorn and will go to my gym after a full day of writing. I’ll take it.