Welcome Home

Winter                                                                  Seed Catalog Moon

-20.  That should be cold enough.  Felt good to come downstairs to an evenly heated 69 rather than the previous starts at 59 or 58.  The barometers pointed straight up and already at 30.75.  That’s pretty high.  Means a big cold front is here and likely to hang around for a while.

Being with Warren and Sheryl at the Dakota, listening to local jazz musicians felt like a welcome home.  Out with Kate and good friends, in the city.  One of the things I’d miss if we left.

Even the punishment of the cold last night.  A signal that this winter would be winter.  No, not all of them have been that way recently, but at least this one is and the further you go from here south the less likely this kind of weather is.  Ever.

On the other hand there’s Gabe, “Grandpop, would you write about baby animals?”  Ruth, “Don’t go, Grandpop.  Don’t go.”