tuppence a bag

finally, we've a bird. and fresh snow to boot. it's been snowing since this morning's first cup of coffee and continues through string cheese and crackers, one bottle of water, and four strawberries. it's a cold one, the hot water rushes through the copper pipes in a gurgle. the heat pumps out and i put the kettle on for tea. it's good day for a bird to find henry's feeder.



in hopes my afternoon student will not venture into the blizzard of today i plan a snowy hike with boys and coats, mitten strings and red rubber boots.