A cold, bright morning, the interwoven bare branches of trees silhouetted against a high blue sky. Earlier a crescent moon illumined the south, high above the horizon, and morning planets stood brilliant in the east.
The week has been calm, if chilly. That is forecast to change by Saturday, replaced by a strong nor’easter. It is possible we will have the first real snow storm we have witnessed since moving here. The forecast seems to change hourly so we shall see what transpires.
Apparently our brief sojourn in the bakery was too long. Jennie has Covid, and while I tested negative with a home test, I have an array of mild symptoms so probably have it as well. So far we are managing and have settled in for a ten day quarantine so being snowbound, as long as we don’t lose power, would seem congruent with our present state. We are very appreciative of the vaccine and wish it were easier to get formally tested.
I’ve been appreciating Summer Pierre’s comic style journal as we and her family seem to be in Covid parallel process. I hope you will pay her site a visit!
For now, Nori, the cat, and I have settled in before the windows and are watching the comings of goings of wildlife in the back yard, separated from the cold by double pained glass. Jennie is sequestered in the guest bed room; the heat is on and although I am cold, we are all appreciating that as well.