January rolled by quietly. We bundled our way through the snapping cold, breathed in the warmth the of the January thaw and broke out our shovels for a brief snowy weekend. For N’gella’s birthday, we went on a family excursion to an ice skating rink where we relearned the art of gliding around on ice.
January in New England is typically snowy. This year our winter has been warm with icy snaps of arctic air in between. Our first real winter storm brought soggy snow that turned into rain and iced every tiny branch with glacier beauty. We reveled in the sparkling wonderland in the day and glistening moonlight at