A few of your Persephone writers are trapped either under a three inch layer of ice or in the path of a blizzard, some of us are a little of column A, a little of column B. If you notice gaps in our schedule it’s because somebody lost power, we’ll catch up when it comes back on.
For today’s daily goodie, I have a picture of my sad little burning bush, completely encased in ice. I threw in some other shots as well. It’s going to take ice fishermen to get Puxatawny Phil out of his lair today.
A few changes in the schedule, my TWW recap/analysis will be up this evening and I’m running a piece by photographer Kate at 9:30.