I m working on some stories while the snow lies in heavy curves and mounds over the ground outside. The trees have thick moist clumps of white stuck to their trunks.
Angular branches form a ghostly lattice against a sky the color of milk.
It s quiet. The music inside is loud, however. Kelli has a very cool story on Terra Tales and I ve been getting good news regarding my stuff as well. So it is 3 Doors Down on the inside and frost-white silence past my window. The light has stayed the same today.