Here I am, up at the witching hour. And maybe it is too early for Witches. Just maybe. And it's cold, but I am in paralyzing fear of an over the top electric bill, so I sit with three layers of clothes and wrapped up in a blanket. The window tells me that the landscape is frozen, covered in six inches of layered snow and ice. The trees are encased and yesterday, when the sun would take a peek at the bedazzling destruction Mother Nature bestowed on us, it was beautiful.
But with beauty comes danger. Be aware of your surroundings, we have been told. Beware of icicles falling from the skyscrapers. Watch out for breaking tree limbs. Help your neighbors.
I am very lucky that I still have electric.