Still a heavy fall of fine snowflakes, mixed with blown snow. Maybe 8″ accumulation so far, based on the snow cap on the birdbath?

It hasn’t stopped with the fine, heavy snow since about 6pm.

It begins: a very light snowfall, so far only dusting the frozen part of the birdbath.

I was honestly a little anxious yesterday, during the inauguration, that something was going to happen, some suicide gunman or something. So glad I was wrong.

Just had my first coffee without T•••• as president in four years.

It was delicious.

It’s okay if the door hits you on the way out, 2020.

Greg got symptoms on Monday and a positive test today. The bambina and I saw him for ten, maybe fifteen minutes last Thursday, outside and masked.

Enjoyed Wolfwalkers with Meghan and the bambina.

Made bread yesterday, but preheated the baking stones too much, so that the bottoms of the loaves were burnt. Fortunately, the upper five-sixths of the loaves are great.

Managed to score a perfect 50 this year, having heard the song only once, and aggressively inoculating myself with less-noxious earworms.

Maybe an inch of snow fell late this afternoon.

Basically done with my long walk journal. Meghan’s going to look over it when she’s done with her current project, and then I plan to publish it on pile.org, one day at a time.

Walked to Greenwood: 10,500 steps, 5+ miles.

Made chicken pot pie for a Thanksgiving main course for us and Mom. We’re exchanging side dishes with her and Greg and Jocelyn early this afternoon for our separate meals.

(Seems like just last year that I wished for no huge turkey dinner on that old monkey paw!)

Current earworm: “Fools Gold” by the Stone Roses.