Yesterday was our 15th wedding anniversary. We went out for dinner, and although we each ordered a margarita, M started to feel anxious after a few sips. No problem, I drank both.

Today, it is snowing. Which is uncommonly beautiful, here, with the huge trees all weighted down with snow, and the sky a backlit grey.

I've been thinking about my new year. This year's word was equanimity, and I had fun trying to find it. I think next year's word will be growth.