There are a few more slipper days remaining but it’s back to basics here. The tree will come down today and two flights west are on the near-calendar.
The bitter cold continues but that’s okay. Up in New Hampshire a new record low was recorded on Mt Washington with a jaw dropping -34! (Sometimes K reads part of the news aloud).
We have wood and we have heat (unlike our neighbor whose upstairs is frigid. The oil trucks are out front of their house again). And though it’s mostly leftovers now, the fridge is still impossibly full.
Not a bad way to end the year.
Potato leek soup I presume :–> Frigid here too and I’m just too grateful I’ll not be one of the obsessed packing into police cages at Times Square for hours waiting for a ball to drop. I’ll be with Zen monks to strike the great drum 108 times then home and cozy by 8PM with soup and media of my choice. Your fireside is lovely and I’m happy you have heat. So far we do too, and there’s plenty to eat. I’m rich.
Yes it was potato leek and delicious. Your New Year ritual gathering sounds wonderful! Vibrate a little for me ❤️.