About 6 inches snow on ground and ice on top of it – road a sheet of ice where it was plowed-
Worked on Lu Carhart timeline – wrote emails on old computer
Paid bills –
Mary called – concerned because she had vivid dream that I had fallen in snow and couldn’t get up! –
So I called her after I went out to feed birds to reassure her – No church at Trinity because of ice –
Read Phyllis Whitley’s “Poinciana” and “Dorothy Lang’s Ireland” that David gave me for Christmas –
Called Pete Laskaris and he said bring computer in.
Am always reminded this time of year of one of the few poems I ever wrote:
“My best kept diaries
Through the years
Stop short with
January’s drear careers”