School was called off yesterday, probably because it’s taken so long for winter to finally arrive in Kentucky. The amount of snow on the hill behind our house was essentially pitiful, but the neighborhood kids were not to be denied. I stood in the window and laughed at them as they sledded. They probably think I’m the old hag ready to shake her fist and say, “You darned kids get out of my yard,” when it’s just the opposite.

Our son dropped in for a free meal last night, and it confirmed my suspicion that the Red Queen (Winter 2011 Spool) amongst us is my husband: “Off with your boots, Zach!”

Working today on a small painting of a white house through an arch of morning glories. Perhaps I’ll add a zombie to the foreground to make it look less chocolate-boxy.