Well, at least the sun is shining. Our high today is supposed to be only 9 degrees. And tomorrow? They've downgraded the high to -1. Minus 1 for a high!
But alas... Tom is home and will be until Friday evening so we will hang out and stay warm here in our old farmhouse. Sort of the "and since there's no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow" thing, except without the falling snow. We're still surrounded by the white stuff on the ground, of course.
Two movies will arrive today via Netflix, so one we'll watch this afternoon, the other, tomorrow. What are they, you ask? Prince Caspian and Eagle Eye.
I used to dread these long cold winters here in Buffalo, but you know? Since going online in 2000, winter has never seemed quite so long nor so cold. All those websites just waiting to teach me more about homemaking or history or gardening or decorating or anything at all. Weeks and months of potential lessons right within my home--no risky trek to the city library needed.
But mostly? Mostly it's the communication with all you kindred spirits which makes the difference... how I can send you an email and you can send me one minutes or hours later and we have communicated. We've reached across the miles and fellowshipped and shared and grown closer, all while sitting inside a house, in front of a computer, surrounded by 3 frigid degrees outside. And well, that's pretty amazing.
How in the world did the Ingalls survive their long winter?