NOT IDLEWHILING

Still here, vortexed with multibusyness (in comparison to standard idlewhiling) up on the mountain in splendid swirl of heavy snowstorm, snatching this minimoment to note the pleasant irony of emailing one of my editing clients, officed in a carefully controlled atmosphere in a distant city skyscraper, to request a slight delay in the document due hour because I have to go outside into the snow and cut more firewood before darkness falls...