For the first time since we’ve lived in this farmhouse, we couldn’t get the car out of the driveway, even with snow tires and four-wheel drive. The ice was just too thick and too slick.
Maria is recovering from her cold, I wanted to take her out for pancakes to celebrate. We never got far, we retreated to the house. I went to put some laundry into the washing machine in the pantry, and saw a bottle and some figurines the curator placed in this dark corner of the house.
It captured the feel of the day perfectly. Hopefully, we can get out this afternoon in time to see “The Shape Of Water.”