Feisty Berg, Ben Feisty, Mighty Mountain, Terrible Mountain; ornery and challenging.The beauty of the sun setting on 10 inches of snow yesterday as I took my only walk of the weekend.  It makes one want never to leave such a place.The irritation of rising at 5:50 AM in 12 degree weather and donning heavy robe and coat over the two nightgowns, lacing up snow boots, negotiating slippery stairs (no snow to sweep first this morning) to trek to the outside entrance of the basement where the alternate potty is.  Now that makes one want to take the first train toward civilization. On the other hand; who needs a train when one has the world at ones’ fingertips with high speed internet?  I should feel guilty for complaining: others are homeless and without electricity. Dear readers, I must run.  Today I must prepare for three holiday and concert performances AND post grades via the internet.  Happy Monday!