A week ago, Saturday the big snow fell. For the following week, we froze. For that intervening week, we also got no mail. So much for, “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” Today, the mercury finally climbed above freezing for the first time since the snow fell and we took advantage of that thaw and got out of the house for something more than mere survival mode. We went to the garden, and I was pleased to find that the orchid show had begun. Anne easily won the competition for the best flower porn shot for the day. After the show, we walked around the garden, where snow covered everything. Next for lunch, we headed to South Grand and dined on Ethiopian cuisine. Lunch was quite something and is deserving of its own blog post, tomorrow.
