The Iceman Cometh:

For the last twelve hours we've had a mixture of snow, sleet and freezing rain. Mostly freezing rain. You could go ice skating on our lawn, or the top of our car, if you didn't skate too close to the edges. It's a great day to stay home. We just watched a Joan Crawford movie on Turner Classics. What a fitting choice of a movie. The Icewoman Cometh.

I've love days like these. Enforced respite. I'll submit my manuscript for some final corrections, and probably watch another movie with Ruth this afternoon. We have plenty of food in the house, and plenty of good music to listen to.

As for kitchens, my friend Art Thieme recently e-mailed me a photo he took at my kitchen table in the gate house of the Museum where I worked for so many years. I ran a concert series there for 28 years, and during that time ran summer string band concerts, and for a stretch of six years, a folk festival. With rare exception, I put the performers up in my home and that kitchen table heard countless hours of wonderful music and conversation from some mighty fine musicians and friends. I only regret that there's no way to post photographs here on Mudcat. It would be nice to share those memories with you.

Jerry