It’s a lovely sight to see the newly fallen snow in the backyard. A low breeze blows some of the snow dust about in waves, catching the light above the deck and looking like diamonds blowing out of Aladdin’s cave. Despite it’s beauty, there are numerous school closures and delays. Kettering schools are delayed two hours.

The pooches graciously allowed me to sleep in, and an hour passed beyond my regular waking time of 6 AM. It’s now 7:35 AM and the dogs have eaten and spent time in the backyard, I have breakfasted and am now wading through business email, reading Jeff Carter’s blog, and scanning through social media sites. I spent 90 minutes working on a writing project after private lessons concluded last night, and I am proud of the progress.

Sixty-seven years ago, today, at 5 PM, my great-grandmother, Thelma Daugherty Barmes, a much-beloved piano and voice teacher, and popular vocalist, died from injuries sustained in an automobile-train accident the day before.

Tomorrow will be three weeks since Bailey’s passing. I deeply miss my Miss Wigglesbottom, despite having Hoskins who delightfully wiggles and snuggles.

I intend to work through the morning before preparing to dine with Mama Kay and Mary for Taco Tuesday. I am considering a movie for the evening at The Neon but have not decided much beyond my Mexican lunch. I may consider a walk around the block (it’s a huge block) to enjoy the snow.

Make it a great day!