Under House Arrest days 272/3

Thursday saw a fall of snow that because it was wet previously we both thought it wouldn't settle, we were wrong. It came down thick and fast. Swirling around past the window and drawing the birds from the trees to forage for food in the common ground in front of the window. It kept Willow entertained for hours, bless her. If we had no plans to leave home they were compounded by the weather. 

My order arrived from Art From the Heart and a clothing order from Tu, both packages soaked, but the contents undamaged, thankfully. 

Today Kev ventured out to Sainsburys in the village to get the makings for a chicken broth in the slow cooker for the coming weekend at work. 

This afternoon we watched one of Dyan's online classes which was on painting a dyalog cover. I've just had one delivered so, it will be most useful. 

Sadly we have learned of the passing of one of my favourite writers Storm Constantine. I met her socially a couple of times and she was a lovely lady. Very gregarious and charming, with a hint of devilment about her. I have her trilogy of books The Wreathru Chronicles. She kindly signed them for me, She was a dear friend to one of my friends Freda Warrington. Who no doubt will be bereft. They worked together closely on a few collaborations of fiction, and alongside another writer that I loved Tanith Lee, again sadly no longer with us. All three writers hold a spot on my bookshelves and my kindle. Such sad news.