The whole weekend the weather was downright miserable—foggy, cold, and just generally gloomy. Outside it was the kind of weather that makes you want to curl up with a blanket and a cup of tea. But inside, life went on as usual. The kid didn’t care one bit, as long as there was enough light to play basketball, and the man spent his time tinkering with computer stuff.

We also had a friend staying with us for a couple of nights—someone I hadn’t seen in years. She brought her knitting along, and the two of us spent hours talking, laughing, and knitting, then talking, laughing, and knitting some more. Conversation and stitches flowed back and forth so easily, it felt like no time had passed at all since we last met.

It turns out that nasty weather isn’t too bad after all 🙂