My Friends, I love what you share about your cultures and celebrations. It seems I’m welcome to tea in your villages and cities. Snow stories are a small way I thank you for the gifts of beauty from your country. Today my little spot of the world warmed from the below-zero temperatures. As I write it is 2 degrees (-16 C), that’s still cold. The blizzard is over, and the wind died down. Nights like this bring back images of sitting around a wood stove. I’d put my gloves, wet from shoveling a p...