Woe Is Me.

This morning taxlady left me to go to a Ladies Brunch. Right now she's eating brunch in one of my favourite restaurants with some of my favourite people, while I'm left all alone here. All I have to console myself with is VAST AMOUNTS OF BANANA BREAD!

If there's none left when she returns, it all her own fault.

Quietude

Falling and freshly fallen snow has a sound blanketing quality that needs to be experienced to be understood. It takes the hard edges off of sounds and brings a hush even to the noises of the city.  Looking outside right now at the falling snow, I can only see, not hear, the results, but somehow the mere sight of it is bringing a hush to quell the various inner turmoils of my mind.