Feels like January thaw here today. Snow is sliding off the roof and landing with a crescendo onto the towpath below. We run to the windows each time praying no one was hit by the “avalanche”. While we were on snow patrol, a falcon landed on a branch of the mimosa tree across the canal. Inside, we sat by the fire and ate bowls of chicken and rice with collard greens. Bundle up, get out there, and be sure to cook something delicious for yourselves this weekend, dear friends.