Things changed. It has been snowing for the last 24 hours. The crocus closed up shop.
It had not amounted to much, half an inch at best, until this evening. Now it is snowing hard and starting to pile up.
My day was spent in lethargia, ravished by inertia. I dwelled peacefully there.
Outside the winds blew hard.
'Arnold' didn't care.
Miss Collar did consent to one short excursion. The other two wouldn't dare.
The crocus closed up and came to a halt, until it is spring again.