After breakfast, and a fortifying mug of strong tea, I set out for the City Park, a short block from my front door. I passed houses, transformed by the cleansing white stuff,
where I felt like Lucy, in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, following a path through the snowy woods (it seems that I cannot leave my childhood books behind).
What's a grownup girl to do on such a day? I think you know...
