We were meant to be at a Pastoral Counseling seminar this weekend, but the six inches of snow we got in the storm last night is sitting atop the inch we got on Thursday and covering the driveway and the road beyond. It's noon, and there's so much snow cover out there that the guy who plows our street and driveway hasn't made it to our neighborhood yet.
More snow predicted for this afternoon.
So my beloved had pastoral counseling dreams this morning and I just slept, deeply. Perhaps that's what the Goddess of Snows, Old Woman Winter, had in mind for us: restorative sleep and revelatory dreams.
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Hi Gandalf.
Thanks for stopping by! I've got a publications deadline pressuring me right now, but I will have some free time the middle of next week and will be happy to visit your site then.