If it’s Monday we must be in the middle of another snowstorm.

Such is winter.

We have an informal dinner group with three other couples here in Rhode Island.  We get together every two months or so (remember the Scotch Tasting Dinner?  That event started it).  Well, one couple is wintering in Arizona now and another escaped to Florida for five weeks, so the remaining four of us–dressed in wool sweaters–gathered around their kitchen island and ate pizza and felt sorry for ourselves.

Banjo Man had to clamp his “ice grippers” onto his shoes in order to get us safely from the back door to the car.

Such is winter.

The good news about winter is having a good excuse to stay home and not go anywhere.  I’ve been downloading dobro lessons (I’d wanted to take lessons in town, but with this weather it’s impossible to schedule anything) and doing jigsaw puzzles on the Kindle when I’m not writing or cleaning the house (just kidding!!).

In the spirit of happily staying at home by the fire, I’ll share what show I discovered on Netflix this weekend.

It’s set in Belfast and is a thriller about tracking a serial killer.  The acting is phenomenal.