It’s a foggy morning here on the banks of the Rappahannock River. I’m up early to write, as always. My customarily strong coffee is brewing downstairs — an aroma strong enough to awaken my daughter, who just ran into my mom’s study asking about the gunshots she just heard (duck hunters, sweetie). There are four big rabbits in the field below, nosing around in Grandpa’s vegetable patch for anything left over from summer.
Yep … Christmas holidays in Tidewater Virginia. It’s supposed to hit 75 degrees today, but what the heck. We can still pretend it’s winter, with the fireplace going regardless of need. My little one wants hot apple cider with cinnamon … El Niño or not.
I’m about as far from the madding crowd as one can get on the East Coast. My batteries need recharging, as I’m sure yours do as well. My workload this week consists of cooking for my wife, daughter and grandparents, taking our water-obsessed Jack Russell Terrier, Max, for his regular walks along the riverbank…
…and wishing you the very best for the holiday season, for you and yours.
Editor, Sovereign Confidential