Waiting for Snow

Dear Blogthing; I am waiting for the snow. Right now I feel that is the only thing that will bring me out of this funk. And it is inspiring. Speaking of inspiring - it's all done, I think. Our chapter closes, so does theirs. I think that the reason he was put here was to help this out, as was the one before him. Same lessons, two different outcomes. I've been doing commissions most of today, while I am awake, as the new medication is knocking me out cold. So I haven't worked much on my own work. But this is what I have.