Ice Storm 2026

I was hoping to upload a pic from our recent ice storm but some glitch is preventing me. In the meantime, enjoy this excerpt from one of my favorite short stories “The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. “This is a delightful spot,” he said, “we must ask the Hail on a visit.” So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice.” (The Selfish Giant, by Oscar Wilde)

Double Wrong


 MeWe and Parler are still accessible on the web if Apple and Google already removed them from their app stores. I support free speech.

Update: Amazon will no longer provide service to Parler, who will go silent until further notice (hopefully until Tuesday). Standard publishers are refusing to publish many authors, including government officials. Hang on to your books, people! 

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