It’s snowing. Again.
I would like to sequester myself in the woman cave all day but I have to go out for an appointment this afternoon. It’s supposed to be sunny later today, and above freezing in the coming days, but I don’t know what to believe anymore.
Spring will arrive on schedule whether it appears that way or not right now. In a few weeks I’ll be digging in potting soil and planting tiny tomato seeds no matter what.
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Losing myself in a novel that I have the honour of beta reading.
Slow cooker suppers.