"ANGELS HAVING A PILLOW FIGHT ?"

Mother Nature is killing us. This year we've had countless snowstorms, endless ice and plodding plowing. We no longer see the magical land full of beauty as large, fluffy white flakes descend on the accumulated snow. Took today's blip from a second floor open window.

The angels are having another pillow fight and the down feathers are falling upon us. . .

No I'm not losing it . . . I am making more soup - this time - minestrone -- reading a great book -"Goldfinch" by Donna Tartt and doing NOTHING . . .