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Traveling in a few hours. Packing light is easier than I expected--much can be accomplished by the stratagem of not taking any books home.

I love this weather. Cold, verily, but not bitterly so, damp and misty, just a thin layer of ice on everything except, thank goodness, the roads and sidewalks.

Ice rimes the leaves; if you're careful, you can peel the one off the other, and find yourself holding a fragile, perfect leaf of ice, as if from some glass plant.

Love winter. Somuch.