This is exciting – I have finally figured out how to share pictures as well as words.  (My friend Chris, after trying to teach me something on the computer, said that I have a serious genetic deficit with technology.  How right he is.  But I try.)  Here’s another snowy picture taken this morning, of the table on my deck with its cheery Provencal tablecloth on which we dine in summertime.  In the last post, that picture is misplaced – my friend did finally appear and is standing by the result of his labours in the back yard, where I need a long path to get to the bird feeder.  He’s a remarkable man who washes windows in summer, riding around the neighbourhood on a bicycle with a long ladder and bucket over his shoulder.  He has long hair and very few teeth.