Snow and freezing cold. Sheer ice on the sidewalks. Little fake woodstove heater glowing cozily. Hudson Bay blanket. A Preston & Child novel. A container of pretzel sticks and a hot mug of Inka. Dog sleeping with his head on my leg. Looking forward to a couple of weeks of writing. It doesn't get better than this.
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