There was a moment there last week where I thought we might be on the verge of spring… warm air, a forecast free from snow.
I was even fooled, for at least a second, into stepping outside without a coat.
But so much for all of that. It looks like Phil was right again, so today we’re spending the day inside, cuddled up under all the blankets we have. Not such a bad way to spend a Valentines weekend…
But then, that’s next week’s portrait.
For now — that fleeting moment of hope.
How to write a super fast first book draft.
40 facts for the 40th of Blood on the Tracks.
Social — in politics — is a great way to get people hooked on email.
Joni.
This pretty apartment. (Those floors.)