I'm alive and the family is well. I'm writing while the kids shovel snow. My terrier mix, Buck, needs a tooth extraction; it's oozing out the top of his lip, he's on antibiotics and it will $800 to extract it, so I need to hurry and finish Breaker's Ruin.
After watching the 70 mile winds tear down a pine in front of my eyes and take out the neighbor's fence, I'm on board with John's plan to cut down the pines in the back yard and replace them with semi-dwarf fruit trees. I'm allergic to pine anyway and we have a pergola for shade now, so good riddance.