They call it a wintry mix, but it looked like a nasty snow and ice storm this morning, I sent Fate out to round up the sheep, and storms do not matter to border collies at work. I canceled my class. We skidded down the road to the Round House for breakfast – blueberry pancakes and scrambled eggs for me – and then hit the hardware store and the post office. Picked up some more letters in my P.O. Box – Post Office Box 205, Cambridge, N.Y., 12816 – and then we went to the dump. In for the day, more snow and rain and ice tonight. It sounds nasty. We have food, firewood and good books.

Can’t do better.