Snow started falling here in Hatchville this morning at about dawn. It's now after 2 p.m., there is a six-inch blanket on the ground and there are no signs of the snow stopping. So winter came to us, after all.
Dee had no massage clients today, so she's here doing bookkeeping and drinking tea. I am working in the studio, occasionally looking out at the snow, glazing pot by pot for next week's firing. Not a bad day.