Good morning, all! The snow did indeed fall, not with the threatened amount, but enough to make Manhattan very very quiet this morning. I didn't get out of bed until 10:15. Now that I am moving about, I think I will head to the NYPL at Lincoln Center and play on the computers.
I have little else to report at the moment. I had another dream about my mother, and all of this constant stirring up of dead relatives is puzzling me.
TOD:
DVD: 3 Netflix, a couple of operas, ballets "Mayerling" and "Prince of the Pagodas"
CD: Die Fledermaus & La Perichole (Metropoitan Opera), Quartet for the End of Time, Balfe's "The Bohemian Girl," Guy Haines, Liz Callaway
VCR: Good vibrations