Ice, sleet, snow

I think that's the order in which we got stuff. I haven't been outside. They are saying it is "prudent" not to go outside. (I'm expecting my piano teacher will call sometime today to cancel the lessons. For her sake I hope she does: she lives in Madill, on the other side of the Roosevelt Bridge, but teaches at a "music academy" here in town. I don't like driving across the Roosevelt Bridge in GOOD weather.)

I was awakened at 5:30 by the sound of sleet hitting the house. (It was no great loss; I was having a dream where a student in my class - again, not a real person that I know, someone my brain invented - had committed a couple murders, had been condemned to death despite being very remorseful for the act, and for some reason I was required to be a witness at the execution. Ugh.)

We do have some ice - the privet next to my living room window is bending low, and the yaupon hollies look iced up. I'm hoping the power lines sustained less ice (I haven't squinted out the back window just yet to see). Or that the wind will hold off until the ice is gone.

As of now, I have power, and I hope it stays that way. I did find my camp lantern just in case, and I've got the heat cranked up a bit higher than I'd normally have it just in case, so I'm starting off with a warmer house.

I've already read one journal article (on the reconstruction of some Missouri Ozarks "historical" forest maps, using PLS records and a GIS) and will shortly do a bit of piano practice and then read some more. I've decided to designate today a "reading" day, and if, by some chance, classes are also cancelled tomorrow (it's possible, if we get enough snow and nothing melts), that tomorrow will be a work-on-the-quilt-top day.

I am knitting a pair of simple socks while I read.