My new little cast iron wood stove sitting snugly on its slate pad in front of the old cavenous fireplace. I may need its emergency heat this weekend if the monster storm forecast for my area brings down power lines. It yet lacks an appropriate mantle. The old one with its charming detail had to be removed by a mean crowbar because of the safety allowances. Fortunately, the long bookcases on either side were beyond the necessary parameters.
I've managed to walk the dogs some days (though my wee behind is dragging after two circuits of the block.) Being country bred, I always watch for spoor on these forays, amused by the bear-sized pug marks of my Shepherd, the delicate patterns of little cat feet and the erratic, rabbit-like prints of squirrels in the urban snow.
But somedays, when the wind hisses from the North, snakes of snow writhe across my path like the pale and vicious offspring of the Ice Dragon.
On such days I am glad of walls.
My computer is slow as cold molasses--a problem that probably not be rectified until after Christmas-- which is why I haven't been by. Still, I found on my alerts another wonderful review of Dark and Disorderly by Cholla on Long and Short Romance Reviews who calls it "an exciting and engaging read" and gave the story a 4 and 1/2 of 5.
I am so grateful to everyone who has taken the time and trouble to read and review D&D.