When I let the dogs out (Yup, it was I) just a short time ago, I saw tiny flakes, but they didn’t last. They are but a preview and should return as we are due for about an inch of snow or maybe just a little bit more. It is in the low 30’s but will fall to the teens. I have nowhere I need to go except maybe the kitchen. Even the dogs aren’t interested in going to the yard. Nala, the theft, is asleep under the afghan. Henry is on my bed.

I remember my fourth grade classroom the most. It was in the old school on the second floor. We had two banks of huge windows, in the back and on the side. My seat was in the back in front of the windows but close enough to look out the side windows. I loved those windows. I got to watch the rain and, even better, the snow. The rain would pelt the windows so loudly we’d do silent reading. The snow was gentle. Lessons continued.

When I was young, I always wore mittens because I had trouble finding the right spots for my fingers in gloves. Mittens were easy. I still own pairs of mittens and only one pair of gloves, leather gloves. Mittens keep my hands warmer than gloves. I only use my gloves when I drive.

Last night I cooked scrambled eggs with cheese for supper. I toasted two slices of my honey wheat bread. I slathered one slice with butter and the other with black mission fig jam. It was the best supper.

When I was a kid, supper always meant mashed potatoes, some sort of veggie and usually chicken or hamburger. I loved meatloaf. I also loved hamburger in gravy on my potatoes. The chicken was always pieces like legs. The whole chicken, roasted, was for Sunday dinner.

The sky is changing. It was light gray. Now it is darker, a storm gray. The temperature has fallen to the low 30’s. Snow is imminent!

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