1.23.2023

This is what we call…

wintery mix here in our little corner of New England — another name for it, perhaps more accurate, would be slop — a kind of semi-frozen rain that's too thick to run off, so it will just lie there and freeze solid tonight. I set out for the nearest convenience store a little while ago, hoping to buy a can of SPAM — for purely medicinal purposes — and maybe a few other things to survive the storm — potato chips, etc. But it's nearly impossible to walk in that stuff, so I turned back. 

Spring is right around the corner: More light each day.

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