The weather is like this this morning
Walking is not happening. Instead I thought I'd try a return to Qigong, which I used to do regularly. I found a good leader here and tried the ten minute routine to see how Helen manages.
I needed a calming routine this morning after an exciting late evening. About 10:30 Gary came over to get my keys. The plows were coming around and he wanted to move my car, with his, to get our spots cleared.
Wind-chill well below zero f. at that point. He and another neighbor dug out the ice left by the plow and scattered ice melt.
Then he tried to bring my car back. It looked like the battery wasn't working. Again. Eventually they did get it started. I couldn't see much but I think they had to use the jumper kit. It was one am before they got my car running and back home. Then they went home. What gallant friends.
Then this morning Gary called and confirmed they did jump it, and he'll start looking for a new one. We went through all this last year, they were none anywhere to be had, and he ended up charging it overnight himself. He'll try again for a new one. Terminals crossed!
Last night I had not only the draft stopper between storm and front doors and the door curtain drawn, but I propped a pillow on end against the curtain to try to exclude drafts. They were whistling in.
You see why I needed to get calm this morning. By Thursday the cold will abate. Meanwhile it's staying home, heating soup and knitting gloves. Or maybe socks.
The attempts to use pinloom squares is back to the drawing board. There seems to be a mismatch between weaving and knitting, which I haven't figured out yet. Perhaps the squares will be better employed as the center of another lapghan. We'll see.
This afternoon it's Textiles and Tea, so you'll hear about it later.
Meanwhile, I plan to have this blog be an oasis for activism, good food, good making and good hope. Any comments trying to draw attention to bad news will remain in the ether. Just sayin.
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