First true snowfall of the season today in Stratford. It didn't stay down, as we say here, but the next one will, or the one after that. The waterproof boots and down-filled coat are back in the hall closet, and I know where my tuque, ear-muffs and serious mitts are.

A thorough search of the box-room turned up a forgotten pair of flannel-lined jeans that fits -- size 10. I must have loved that style when Eddie Bauer introduced it back in the day, because I also found two pairs in size 8. My winter wardrobe is now complete.

I'm booked in for my bivalent Omicron shot today at supper-time, then off to choir practice -- we're wanted for a funeral on Saturday.