Contrary to how you may read the title — this entry is not about the class subject which follows math. That would have been two separate words.

We’re in a portion of the calendar where one big party – Christmas – is past and it’s not quite time to count the glasses and prepare the food for New Year’s.

We’re rather like these fellows:


deflated….er, resting.

Or in the case of St. Louis, keeping an eye on creeks and rivers as God gives us a generous serving of rain. Yes, rain. And I’m ever so glad it’s not this much moisture in the form of snow.

Thinking of a New Year read? Starr Tree Farm is set in a quiet, peaceful town during January. Peaceful is relative — it’s a romantic suspense.