Maybe it's just a new form of procrastination. The weather has been rainy, foggy, and all out gloomy - not good for picture taking. My toes feel frozen. At night you can hear the wind pick up, rush through the trees, and then go silent again. The studio is too cold to sit in unless I bake something in the kitchen, which I am too lazy to do. Which leaves me to my books, a cup of coffee or tea, and my thoughts.