I’m heading down to the Gorilla House LIVE ART Battles. Max and I have been out, playing in the snow and my fingers are warming up on the keys as I type. Mom was asking about the birds…so, here you are, Mom. They are puffing up their feathers to stay warm. The trees are magical this evening…a dazzle with snow. Some folk on the circle have lit up their Christmas lights. It’s a night for staying home and being warm. I will take my time on back roads, making my way downtown. If I’m lucky, tonight I’ll see my daughter.