Yesterday afternoon I went cross-country skiing in our neighborhood with Mike and Rachel. After falling down twice, Rachel took off her skis and spent the rest of the time running and sliding down hills on her snow pants. Playing outside in the snow is wonderful tonic for my mental health.
We won't be spending Christmas alone after all (see previous post). Blixy said she and her family can come. Plus, our son Owen called today and said he will come up from Virginia to stay with us. So instead of feeling lonely and sorry for myself, I'll probably be complaining about not having any time to work.
This morning's drawing was a struggle:
(Note: There is a gap between the dates I'm writing and posting in order to give me time to get ahead.)



