Tuesday, November 22, 2011
the rain is freezing when it hits the ground. wet and icy. yesterday tom replaced our screens with the storm windows. and the extra layer of glass leaves me feeling a bit trapped. the storm windows act a little like a cage, stealing my breath. but when icy rain is slapping on the panes, there is also a sense of safety and cozy protection. while i was dashing in from the car after work, ellsworth was waiting in the yard crying at the horrible conditions. he slipped on the icy porch scurrying to the house. and i smile opening the door into the kitchen, warm and bright and messy. home. into our safe little double-paned world.