Damocles pending

Air temperature 27 F, wind north about 8 mph, overcast. Weather radar shows snow overhead, but not reaching the ground yet. I need to get out for some errands before it does . . .

There and back again

Errands run. The snow was just starting to stick to the roads when I was headed home again. The early worm gets the bird?

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The icons of my youth keep dying on me. Is the universe trying to tell me I'm getting old? If so, it can stop -- I already knew that.