Snowed Under

I think the snow has finally stopped after four straight days. We were buried in a beautiful heavy blanket of white, and I wish I could say I had been able to go out and enjoy wading through the drifts. But an allergy attack earlier in the week quickly turned into a bad sinus infection that has affected my entire system, and I was laid out on the couch for most of Friday morning. My head feels like it's stuffed with cotton, or maybe it's wool, and the words seem to be hidden away somewhere in that mass. So I'm going to be taking a few days off to recover and catch up on my life.

For a lyrical description of the snowstorm, and how one family enjoyed it to the fullest, check out A Measured Word, a blog written by my friend and neighbor, and accomplished writer.

N. weaves some beautiful stories, connecting tales of family, cooking, and memoir around a particular word. That description doesn't begin to encompass how widely N.'s posts range, and how many connections they make, so please do pay her a visit.