2006-03-17 0822 Lifestuff: Awake, a little cold.
Awake, a little cold. There’s the lightest of dusting of snow on the ground, as if someone has burst a sack of icing sugar in the garden.
I’m sipping my first coffee of the day. It’s also our last for now; we’ve just run out. More details on News at Ten, yadda yadda.
Or I could just buy another jar.
Oh, the excitement.