dulcetly...notes on a bookish life

Snow has fallen intermittently over the days of the past week. I haven't actually had to venture out in it, another boon of working from home that feels especially kind in winter. I am also recovering from a cold, that while not terrible, was still leaving me really tired in my efforts to unsuccessfully fight it off. The other night, at almost five, I remarked there was a little more light left in the sky even than around the new year a couple weeks back. Enough to notice, so that is something.   This weekend has been some wedding planning stuff, including deciding on a venue. Our plan is a rentable grove and a more casual bbq or picnic style event with vows and ring exchange woven in, and ideally, a budget in the 2-3 K. I do already have my dress, and between me and my future mother-in-law, who is a calligraphy artist, we have invites and paper things on lock for much cheaper than they'd cost otherwise. My sister, who has somehow, gotten herself ordained by the Universal Chur...