FieldMouse of Sleet

I'm happy to be home again, although the comforts of home are lacking without the Sparrowhawk to share them. Only one more week until I can go back and get him! I spent the morning with him and ate lunch with him, and then headed for home. It was snowing until just east of Lansing, which worried me a bit, but I could see a paling in the clouds and thought the snow might slack off pretty soon, and that's what it did. I even saw a few gleams of sun through thin places in the clouds, which filled me with unnatural joy. I was so happy to arrive in my own driveway. I made a cup of tea, texted the Sparrowhawk, and had an interesting chat with a friend. The leftovers in the refrigerator were still good enough for dinner, and some of my birthday flowers have not entirely faded, nor has the clock stopped. So, bonus. Things are pretty good and I will sleep in my own bed tonight, with much gratitude for a very good couple of days.