This is what the Winter Tree looked like on Christmas Day 2016
This is what my friend looked like this Christmas Day just gone.
To quote Voldemort, “I consider myself, disappointed”.
Just a few kilometers away, (and a few hundred meters of elevation) there’s snow everywhere. It’s several meters high, blocking highways, doing avalanches, and everything. Down here on the river valley floor all we’ve had is rain …lots of rain … floods of rain …way, way too much … rain.
To make matters worse, I’ve been nastily ill since my last post, which resulted in all sorts of bodily functions going haywire, along with a migraine cluster that still sends shivers down my spine when I think about it.
So, all-in-all, not the most auspicious Festive Season.
However … remember ‘Prelude’, the true tales of my Shamaning? Mrs Widds and I are putting it through its very final line edit this weekend, then off to Smashwords and the Zon it goes to become an ebook. Soon followed thereafter by a print version.
It’s been quite a journey, spending most of 2018 reliving a time in my life thirty years past.
I’ll keep you updated as to how it’s all going.
There’s still time for some snow to fall before winter’s over … isn’t there?