Midwinter. Mourning and benediction. As always, sales needed.

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Snow! Real snow. As in half a foot before dark yesterday, all in the space of about 2.5 hours. It stopped after darkfall, but it's begun again in earnest, and un like yesterday's now expired "weather statement," we now have a new winter storm watch through Saturday morning, one predicting as much as another foot and more. After such long dry seasons, we can only hope.

And we can only hope that we don't need to go anywhere today. Wings had gone into town to the feed store when it began, and it turned to near-whiteout conditions fast. I was so relieved when he got home, and I don't want either of us to need to go anywhere in this.

The snow is a gift, yes, but still no rest or respite from what's looming, particularly on the medical front. I never have a moment's peace from that, so holiday season or no, shares are still much needed and much appreciated. I've just posted Wings's newest works, a return to an older series with what will ultimately be six new entries. The first three are here. If the other three are complete later today, I'll add them; if not, they'll appear later this week. For purposes of sharing, here are all the regular links:

• My new Patreon, The Interstices (Writing Between Worlds) (and if you subscribe today you won't be billed until January 1st for December);
• Wings's site, for sales, with new items posted;
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to all of our medical bills, which continue to mount);
• Amazon wishlist, which mostly consists of animal and household stuff;
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).

Today is a day of mourning for us, and tomorrow, too; so was last Monday (not Christmas Eve; the week before). Somehow, the heavy snow seems fitting, a gentle benediction for the spirits of those who walked on on these days between two and ten years ago now. Four people, family and friends. Midwinter, indeed.

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