A weekend full of grins with snowflakes falling on our noses. Lunch at a little French Bistro, good chai at the local coffee shop, long conversation. I’m still relishing every moment that’s she’s here today—and trying to hammer out a dozen pages for the workshop tomorrow in the gaps in conversation when we listen to Horowitz and she sinks into a soft armchair with a book. So for now I leave you with a mosaic of little moments. Snowsuit weather. Playing on the couch. Shopping for ornaments in the local arts boutique. Several high-scoring rounds of scrabble, and bright winter skies.