A sprinkling of snow, the first snow of the Winter for us. Today I feel very grateful to be alive, I did not venture out, baking all day. In truth I did. As night fell I remembered reading in a book I inherited from my mother by inspiring Austrian herbalist Maria Treben, that she had been advised by her grandmother I think to wash her face every year with the first fallen snow in order to keep a clear and young complexion. I did so I did, as people say around here.