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Today I took the kids into church and they scurried through venerating the icons (all done by the time I’d even taken off my coat) and then one boy (the one who looks like a seven-year-old hipster) came to stand with me because his dad hadn’t come back yet. And he’s standing there and I’m singing and suddenly he says to me, “I think I’m going to do some blacksmithing when I get home.”
Once my chin thaws and my camera battery recharges, I’ll put up some pictures of the snow. Snow! In Portland! Within a week of Christmas! Unheard of, I tell you. Katy & I just went for a walk with our upstairs neighbor, skipping through tracts of virgin snow and testing it for snowball capabilities (none, too dry). We’ll see if it becomes ice as promised, and if I am expected to work tomorrow, amd if I ever regain feeling in my cheeks.
garish & tweed 