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Good Morning! The roads are icy, the air is crisp, and if you don’t like winter, well… it’s a little late for that now!

Well, the sun’s up there somewhere this morning, but its hard to tell with all these clouds hanging around. And wouldn’t you know it, they’re dropping a little more of that white stuff…snow. But I’ve got to say, there’s something about a morning like this. The quiet, the slow drift of snowflakes…it just does something to a feller. Makes you feel like you’re pulling in the kind of energy a man/woman needs to get through the day.

Here’s what the sky’s got in store for Port Loring:

Today:
Looks like the sun’s playin’ a game of hide and seek behind them clouds, with a few flurries drifting down just to remind us it’s still winter. Won’t be too bad, though—highs around 25°F (-4°C), which ain’t exactly balmy but could be worse.

Tonight:
Them clouds are settlin’ in like an old dog on the porch, and before long, they’ll be shaking’ out a bit more snow. Nothing too wild, but enough to keep things interesting. Expect it to dip down to around 14°F (-10°C), so best toss an extra log on the fire.

Tomorrow:
Gonna wake up to a fresh blanket of the white stuff, with 2 to 4 inches (5 to 10 cm) piling up before midday. After that, the wind might kick up a bit, and it’ll stay on the chilly side, only climbing’ to about 17°F (-8°C) before dropping’ like a rock overnight—down to -3°F (-20°C).

Bottom line? If you ain’t got to be out in it, might be a good time to hunker down with a hot coffee and let winter do its thing. Stay warm, and keep your snow shovel handy!

Yesterday, I finally got a full day in the shop, working on them flutes. Been a while since I had a stretch like that without something pulling’ me away. But wouldn’t you know it, the day rolled along just fine…steady hands, sharp tools, and wood that behaved itself for once. And with that happening I managed to get a good bit done, too, which, given how things have been going, felt like a win. Funny how some days fight you every step of the way, and others just let you work. Guess that’s the way of it, same as writing or anything else…some days, it all just comes together.

With all that said, we’ll see what today brings. I did roll out of bed a bit early this morning and got the old shop stove fired up. Truth be told, it wasn’t all that cold in there for a change…not warm enough to work bare-handed mind ya, but not bad either. Give it a little time, and by the time I’ve finished my breakfast, that shop ought to be toasty enough to get some real work done today. I have always felt there’s nothing like the crackle of a good fire, and the promise of a warm work bench to start the day off right.

With that, I’m off for a bite to eat—courtesy of my lovely wife. After that, we’ll settle in with our usual cup of hot cocoa and a good chat, the kind we’ve shared for more years than I can count.

You know, some couples seem to drift apart over time, and I reckon a lot of it comes down to not talking, not truly listening to each other. I’ve even heard of folks keeping separate bank accounts, splitting things right down the middle like business partners instead of life partners. Truth be told, I can’t make sense of that. Around here, there’s no such thing as “mine” or “yours.” It’s ours—always has been, always will be. That’s how we’ve made it through fifty-odd years together, side by side, never keeping score.

And another thing—we work together. When one of us stumbles, the other is there to pick up the slack. Kind of like that old team of Clydesdale’s we had years ago. One wouldn’t work without the other, and when one passed on, well… the other wasn’t far behind. I always figured it was a broken heart that did it.

So for now, my wife and I will carry on, sharing everything—and I mean everything. Our work, our laughter, our quiet moments, and most of all, our love. Because in the end, that’s what truly keeps a team moving forward, no matter what road they’re on.

Now, how’s that for an ending on this fine winter’s morning?

“Until next time—keep your minds open and your stories alive!” GW