Dear sourdough starter, you have been so fine in the past months.  Our water froze and I thought I should probably leave home & go a'visitin' the family in the east until there is a chance of  running water again.  But i think of you & the komucha & my sprouts & plants & spinning wheel, being here & not missing anything, especially the kid's art class.... the swans, the return of the other birds, the first snowdrops & crocuses, walking my dog, growing wheatgrass & sprouts for the chickens, starting seedlings, prepping the greenhouse.  So here I remain, in the mundane & some struggle in the daily routine yet renewed because my heart is in it... it is work but it revives my soul.