Dec. 5th, 2012

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Our village isn't on a heavily trafficked route, but on normal days, there's at least a steady trickle of cars and delivery vans going through. If the steady trickle increases to a stream, I can confidently predict that the A43 is shut somewhere between Towcester and Brackley.  If the trickle stops, though...

It's easy to forget that silence can be as disturbing as too much noise, but I remembered as I woke missing the early morning traffic sounds and finding the village shrouded in a thin layer of white. Not connected to my recurring hallucination of a lady walking a large black pig...  just snow and glistening, slippery roads.

Knowing what England can be like at the first three flakes, I bailed on my early morning appointment and instead lit incense to understanding clients and the gods of skype. 

Looking forward to a day of fluffy slippers, hot cups of tea and lots of work getting done.  Wish me luck and keep warm, everyone!

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