Snow

Linnea spent all morning rolled up in her quilt on her bedroom floor. Emer and I got dressed and went out for an hour; she played in the snow and I cleared a bit of a path across two housefronts, and I also for the only time in my life rolled a snowball in more snow to get a HUGE LUMP almost as high as my waist. It shrank a little in the violent effort of levering it up (using two shovels) onto the footpath, but it formed the base of a snowman, once I'd compressed it a little.

Later on people came over to play, and I made rice pudding for lunch, and then Taimatsu came and we went out and I dug more pathway on the footpath, so now it's possible to walk in the clear from number 6 to number 18. It was tougher to dig this evening, because people had walked on it in the meantime and it was also a couple of degrees colder, so it was more like ice.

However, we made a lot more progress on the snowman, too.

Then we all ate dinner and dessert and the children went slowly and late to bed, and we talked about language and spelling and childbirth and the Boleyns and infant mortality and geography and I can't remember what else.

Eventually we let Taimatsu out and she set off walking home. It's nice and bright, and I think there should still be enough soft snow that the walk is ok, not too slippery-lethal.

Tomorrow we get to play Groceries Delivery Roulette. I think it's possible that they'll manage it.