It's snowing here on Bittersweet Lane, as it is in much of the country. Not terribly deep or even treacherous but a lovely old-fashioned thorough dusting. Just enough that our rural school system cancelled classes leaving Mr. B home. As great luck would have it, Child 3 and 4 (Miss Belle and Mr Mike) and I all have the day off as well. We all slept in like bears then ate leisurely breakfasts. There's nothing cozier than sipping hot, fragrant coffee while watching the snow fall. The whole world seemed quiet and hushed by the blanket of snow. Mr. B put some lovely music on and we both indulged in coffee and novels for half the morning!
I had started reading Alice Hoffman's Skylight Confessions several days ago and finished it this morning -- mopping the tears from my face the whole time! I enjoy Ms. Hoffman's magical realism emmensely but find that some of her novels can get a little formulaic. This one was fresher, though darker, dealing with much darker emotions and family dynamics. Themes of depression, death, and family and oft asked question of what does family consist of are dealt with in her usual shimmering way--changing and evolving as the book progresses. Good, fun read and good cry. Now I think I smell Miss Belle's chocolate chip cookies coming out of the oven.