Well, on this part of the West Coast, it has been wet, wet, wet. Twixt rains, we bring in wood. During rains, we work on recording, playing music, and laughing. Studying a new book on hammered dulcimer arrangments. Take a break and throw the ball down the hallway to get the dogs worked up. Look at the drowned garden that i am chained to in the summertime, and figure that strawberry paddies are nice! I LOVE winter! my sloth time!