I was away from the City. Whenever I go away, I always wonder if it is what I am meant to do. Live more rural, more close-to-the land; more in tune with nature. After 8 days of snow, more snow and then if that wasn’t enough, yet more snow, it was heaven to return to sidewalks, streets, buildings all crowded together, channeling the sun so that there are no traces, none whatsoever of any snow. And all that close-to-the-land theory? I love the cooking and the baking and the ‘house-keeping’ of being away, but after a few days I am wanting someone to share it, eat it, and generally sit down by the fire. That takes arranging, a car and planning. In the City I can do it all with immediate success. Yes, this is where I belong.