I'm sitting in the living room of friends, warmed by their wood stove, sipping tea, listening to Christmas music, and looking out at the bright blue sky, the snow laden trees and Mount Benson watching over us like a sentinel.
We had dinner together last night, and they invited me to sleep on their couch when the snow looked too deep for me to get home.
This morning we had delicious oatmeal porridge with all sorts of goodies mixed into it. Then I helped them shovel their driveway.
The roads here in Nanaimo now are looking better, and I'll soon head home. But it sure has been nice to hang out with friends from my cohousing fraternity.