The City & the Country no.66 – January 28

Left, what happens to any who linger too long in the frozen north (turn into bears): in this case, at Tony’s pizza place on 28 just outside Phoenicia, where I came across two hardy souls walking the 4 or 5 miles from and 4 or 5 miles back to Chichester just for some of Tony’s buffalo wings – pretty good wings, but ten miles in snow flying horizontally is a steep price to pay. I gave them a lift but it was barely a half mile till I reached my own destination, where I was already 15 mins late for my appointment.

My appt was with the maestro (right), who was also 15 mins late, as it turned out, for our Beethoven-play rehearsal, having driven down at 20 mph from his home on Hog Mountain above Fleischmanns.

At my home, some painting going on cozily with snowy landscape beyond, and Dan at his computer, studying the strange but evocative garb worn by Japanese toolkit guys (they look like samurai with tool belts, sporting big brown skirts – yes, skirts, not shirts).