'For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed. Whatever years be behind us are in death's hands.' Seneca
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Oh, the weather outside is frightful...
Last night we narrowly avoided an ice storm! When I left the hospital, ice had coated the jeep and it was sleeting. Fortunately, overnight things warmed a bit and there was no icing to speak of this morning. Not a good day to go riding I'd say.