SilverHairedBat of Celeste

It rained a lot last night, and then I heard the wind roaring along like a river in flood, rocking the trees. At some point, the rain apparently turned to snow, impelled by the chill the wind brought in its wings. I started off this morning by hustling out to clear a path along the walk and around the car so the Sparrowhawk could get out and go to his money counting. While I was having my usual phone call with Queenie, I heard the door slam and surmised he had come back. I guessed the reason too--the roads were really bad, and people who live farther away were not inclined to venture forth, so they've postponed the money counting until tomorrow. After my phone call, I went out and finished the shoveling job. The snow was heavy and wet, and the wind was still whistling around, and it was icy. I was happy that the kids all went home before this weather arrived.

And then I was tired! And I still am. The only reason I'm still up is that we had a meeting of our Zoom book club tonight. I even volunteered to lead it, thinking that perhaps I could at least keep myself awake by goading others to do the speaking. And then I wouldn't even have to make sense!