I was sitting reading early this morning, preparing to meditate. As usual, the treats committee came searching for me and found me, Bud, in the lead. They were successful, as usual.

They are not resistible.

We are off to Bennington, I’m buying Maria breakfast, and we’re going to an art store to pick up some painting supplies for Robin, my granddaughter; she is visiting the farm next weekend.

I’m buying her some cholis for her Belly Dancing class. She is very excited.

The storm snow is already melting. More later.