Once More

The garden had a sprinkle of snow again this morning. It was gone by late afternoon here in the valley, but my mother’s garden was still white when I went there for lunch and coffee. 

Last night wasn’t great with a grand total of four hours sleep. The storm kept the cats awake, the cats kept me awake, and when I had finally fallen asleep, P had to get up just after 6 for some really important work (important according to his manager, but useless according to P).

So I am looking forward to an early bedtime. At some point in this life, Saturday nights have changed a lot.