Friday, January 7, 2022


We had a snow in the early morning hours.

Six or seven inches.

Bern couldn't take Brigit on her morning walk because no one had cleared the sidewalks yet.

I didn't wake up until almost 9 and couldn't help Bern shovel the walks.

(I'm not good at that anyway and Bern is great, so I wouldn't have been much help, I'm sad to say.)

Our house is surrounded by trees and when the wind blew the snow off, all was covered again.

I did get out because Mark, our neighbor, snowblows our shared driveway.

I like snow, but hate the cold.

Life goes on.


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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.