Thick flakes of snow were falling when I left before light this morning. The snow was piled high by the time I came back, a day of driving to and fro in a wintery storm with all its beauty and danger.

Helped out with getting a car fixed, and it oddly turned out to be a fine day.

God is complicated to be sure… but if you are willing to wait for the punchline he is often funny as well. 

But boy am I going to get back to writing tomorrow. These holidays and related activities are finally done.

May 2005 be a fortuitous year.