January 12, 2012
After mild temperatures and rains that made it feel more like March than early January, winter has finally returned to Tennessee. And the old man seems ticked off. The rain that was falling earlier has coated everything with a thin but treacherous layer of ice, and the wind is howling, blowing hard, sharp shards of snow in every direction.
I think this will be a great night to start a fire, open a bottle of red wine, and settle in with a good book. Wherever you might be, I hope you’re keeping warm.