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    I'm not much of a winter guy, as you know. I'm a beach-loving guy and as such I am prone to cabin fever on a day like today. We have snow, a 20 mph wind and temps in the low 20's. It's supposed to drop to around 9 degrees tonight here on the mountain. So I'll go out and split a few chunks of oak for the fireplace and get ready to watch the NFL games today. My Falcons have the weekend off thanks to their excellent record. This is good because it's hard to lose when you don't have to play.
    I hope to do some typing on another of my books today. If I can resist the lure of my I-Pad games I may actually accomplish something during the inclement weather. It brings to mind once again an article I read in which a newspaper writer said that the I-Pad was a great 'productivity killer'. Ain't it the truth?
    To give you a bit of the feel of this area let me tell you about this. When you have extreme cold with high winds, combined with all our trees, the smart move is to fill your bathtubs up with water, in case (1.) The power goes out or (2) The water freezes. Sounds positively primitive, doesn't it? We occasionally get trapped in the valley and spend the night in a motel. Snow and sleet are not much of a problem for four wheel drive but freezing rain is a nightmare. A couple of nights ago I came home late and had to deal with black ice for about ten miles of the drive. In this instance a fog bank had moved through with the temperatures cold enough to freeze the moisture from the fog. It well and truly sucked. The muscles across my back were knotted up when I got home due to my death grip on the steering wheel. I've driven in bad weather all my life and I think I hate it worse now than when I was a kid. The elderly like things easy, you know?
    On a happier note, I have the wife home today. I can smell potato soup cooking. The snow is pretty in the woods and it's wet enough to stick to the northwest side of all the trees. My bills are paid and I'm healthy enough to get out and walk, which is mega-cool. Some of you, doubtless, are looking out your window at the snow falling on Central Park or something similar, and considering having Chinese delivered. Then there are others who are in California and on your way out the door to go dirt-biking. Yet we have a few moments together due to a few words typed and transmitted over a piece of wire or transmitted through the air. Sometimes it just freaks me out. I think I'll bundle up and walk to the creek. My wife is doubtless ready for a snowball fight.
    I'm CE Wills.
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