Stilly, I’m totally low-tech with frozen fruit. No fancy weskits; I let the blueberries thaw in a glass cocotte, add a little cinnamon and some fake sugar, and eat them with a spoon.

My back still hurts. Floundering about in the snow yesterday was not good for it — not to speak of digging out my front path every day, sometimes twice a day. At least it’s no worse.

In about an hour I’m off to see the surgeon, MasterCard at the ready. It’s a good thing I pay it off every month so I don’t have to worry about the extra expense.