Brrr!

Man, it's cold. I'm very thankful for the warm wool coat my mom made me in 1995! Also putting the handknit wool socks to good use. I'm still catching up with myself here at the beginning of the semester. I didn't think it possible but I'm enjoying my courses even more than I did last fall! Conversely, I also miss Terry more than I did last fall. I think of migrant farm workers who only see their families at Christmas time and count my blessings... I really do live a life of privilege.