Samain Moon of the Winter Solstice
That wonderful straight down from the sky in neat rows snow is falling. Our snow cover is minimal, so it’s not the all snow, all quiet feeling, but it moves in that direction.
The pain has not subsided. It has gotten better when in bed, but up and about the ouch is significant. Looking toward the future.
Still not able to read much, frustrating. Writing hurts so bye for now.
