In the quiet house I pondered what to write since it's been a long time that I have written much except the Budget letters. Even my casual letter writing has gotten sparse. I think the desire for letter writing happened after my dad passed away five years ago and my brother's passing thirteen months later. The pain of their passing isn't quite so sharp now although I still miss them much. The grief will always be there, I guess, and even though the tears still catch me off guard occasionally, it is getting easier. 

I was not ready for the snow that arrived on Halloween. Winter is a struggle for me. The cold and snow make it hard to get out and walk. But today it is 41* so I had a nice stroll in the back pasture. Later we are expecting four grandchild to come for a sleepover. Pizza is on the menu followed by pumpkin Twinkies. 

Since it's been so long that I've written I'm not sure where this will be published. I'm writing it on my desk computer, and I don't think Instagram is accessible on it.