I missed the first real snowfall of the season. Not that that's a bad thing, but I often have fantasies about twirling in the snow as if I'm 10 again. I don't tend to twirl while it's snowing much anymore, mostly because I have poor circulation and get cold (and stay cold) fairly easily.

Arthur and I were in Washington visiting family for about a week and a half. It was nice to get out, but it was nice to come back to a world of white. One of the things I really do like about Fairbanks in the winter.

Blessed be.


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