Snow tonight?

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.


— Wendell Berry

Alas, I could not (and did not want to) lie down where the wood drake rests today, but my drive home from work each day never fails to provide visual rest. Today it was the lavender-gray of the January sky, overlain by the lace of the maples and oaks, as I drove through Hartland Hollow. I am very lucky to have such a drive to and from school. Sometime I'll write about the wildlife I've spotted...

This will be a quick entry - the knitters in my knitting group are arriving shortly for an hour or so of knitting and conversation. 

No news on spinning, but I am going to figure out how I want to divide up the fiber - either for a 2- or a 3-ply, maybe split vertically.
Knitting:  The heel on Nightfall Sock #1 has been turned and the gusset decreases are coming along.

Nightfall Sock #1

Exercise: I will lift weights and cycle AFTER the knitting. I promise!
Food/Water: On target for the first, and above target for the second, having had several large mugs of herbal tea at work.