Well today we had another round of snow falling gently and steadily

through the day. I took my camera along on a trip to the library with

my overdue book. Because I seemed to be engulfed in a grey blanket

the world became more enclosed, held to a smaller compass, more

charged with detail. As always in this situation I remembered the

experience of mole and rat in the Wild Wood.

"The Mole would not have known that it was the same wood. However,

they set out bravely, and took the line that seemed most promising,

holding on to each other and pretending with invincible cheerfulness

that they recognized an old friend in every fresh tree that grimly and

silently greeted them, or saw openings, gaps, or paths with a familiar

turn in them, in the monotony of white space and black tree-trunks

that refused to vary."

                                                     The Wind in the Willows

                                                          Kenneth Grahame

Mid way through this particular journey of

my life I saw an ominous sign.

And sure enough when I got home I found that

Jadis, the White Witch had been by..

"The Queen let another drop fall from her bottle on to the snow,

and instantly there appeared a round box, tied with green silk

ribbon, which, when opened, turned out to contain several pounds

of the best Turkish Delight. Each piece was sweet and light to the

very centre and Edmund had never tasted anything more

delicious. He was quite warm now, and very comfortable.

                                                                  The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
                                                                                    C.S. Lewis