Goodnight friends! Dreamy, fairytale pale icy coldness continues, roofs dusted with a sugar powdering of frost, the ground a white fossil museum of wormcasts and bootprints. Endless ribbon-unwinding shadows cascade away on and on across silvery glittering glass, slivers of light as thick and golden as honey. My cheeks stung ferociously after a few minutes of the scraping wind.
Poor sleep, but managed at last to feel like I could stretch properly without a coughing fit once I did get up. Took a walk in the narrowing bright space of afternoon, and drew on and off for the rest of the day, mostly under the blankets, because the cold only deepened.
May we find a renewed spirit of delight and curiosity in the world around us today!
