Apparantly winter makes me feel the need to hibernate. Since the big snow fell weeks ago I haven't gone anywhere. Haven't really done much of anything. I've barely even turned on my computer.
There's something peaceful about being surrounded by snow. Having nowhere to go. Cooking on the woodstove. Adding wood to the fire. Making paths in the snow.
It's quiet save for when the kids get cabin fever. But it's okay, they can go out and go sledding. Or shovel. Or make forts.
I will have to get some writing done soon. I can't let the snow totally take over my life and lull me into a state of total whiteout bliss. Today I am making a start. I am starting to come out of hibernation.