In Stratford, it's snowing and the wind is blowing the snow all over the damn' place. I don't like being out in it, but I rather enjoy looking at it from indoors, especially if I can be holding a nice, hot cup of tea, or perhaps the cat, while I do it.

It's not really schadenfreude; I like to think I'm being properly grateful for my good fortune! And I feel genuine sympathy for my poor neighbour, who's walking his dog past the window as I type.

Happy Thursday, Mrrzy. One of the particularly good things about Thursday is that the New York Times crossword puzzle is always pleasantly challenging but not willfully knotty on Thursdays.