hi.
as you can see, we got our snowstorm.
and something else, too.

tim's father died yesterday morning. it was not expected, and he was only seventy-six years old.

he was a good, kind man, and we are all very sad. tim is very sad. but we had just spent a week with him in december, and so that seems like a small gift, now. a great gift.

i'm not going to try to draw some profound conclusion here. to pontificate, as my mother would say. but i will say that if i thought every conversation with the people i love might be the last, i would definitely end every one by saying i love you.

thanks for reading.
tt