It was sunny this morning, and it was the weekend. Two hours spent cleaning house felt amazing. As amazing as house cleaning can feel. The family came over for lunch. I’ve crocheted 126 stitches. I’m writing.

It started hinting of flurries an hour ago, and now proper flakes are falling. They won’t stick, but it’s pretty to look at. They’re sticking, and it’s pretty to look at.

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