First, there was birdsong. The light changed. There was even a big thaw. Today, we have... big fat snow flurries? Sigh. Ontario winters get me every time. The only reasonable thing to do at this point is make another massive curry (I can't recommend this one highly enough) and crack open a fat book. Nick started David Mitchell's The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet last night, and I embarked … [Read more...]