There must be a convention in town. On our pre-dawn walk this morning, Asha and I saw seventeen snowmen!  That’s a lot of snowmen. We had a big snow on Saturday night. On Sunday morning I took Asha to a big park nearby and she got to run around in the deep, fluffy snow. She kept looking for things to chase; but, it seems that all the wild critters were snug in their holes, dens or whatever else they call home. Asha would stick her nose under a bush and come back up with her face covered in snow. Too bad I didn’t take my camera with me as it would have been nice to get some pictures of Asha frolicking. I took a hard fall onto my knee and nearly took several more (wild flailing that must have been amusing to any onlookers). One of the things about getting older is that falls and knocks are harder to take than when one is young. I know that this is only going to get worse as time goes on. 

I watched a movie, “The Libertine,” which I found rather interesting. It had some very good performances by the cast, the music was excellent and I liked the cinematography (although it has been panned by some critics). It was definitely not a “feel good” movie, in fact, it was quite depressing really; but, I don’t mind that in a film at all.