I awoke to 15 degrees and 5 fresh inches of snow. Undaunted, I ventured over hill and unplowed cow track to Grandmother's house to deliver a fistful of purple tulips, then to my parents' house for lunch and a rousing discussion, followed by a tour of R.'s work on a sunroom (beautiful) followed by lingering dinner at Cracker Barrel in front of a
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