It was a most beautiful ice storm – I called it a forest of glass, when the sun was behind the the trees, as we sat on the porch beneath while shards of ice-glass fell upon the tin roof. That we didn’t have power for 14 hours … who cares? ¶ Still loving New England, any time of year.
So I have one quick question to someone out there … I received a book from Amazon but don’t know who sent it … The wonderful sketching artist Maira Kalman. If it’s you … please let me know; I’m very grateful.