*slips in to the tavern and moves to the hearth* Ahh...so nice for it not to be too bitterly cold. We have an easy going 18 degrees Fahrenheit this morning, that I can deal with. Not much snow my way either, do I have you to thank for that Black Sun? *stokes the fire and makes his way back to the counter starting the hot water and coffee* I baked some muffins this weekend. I don't know what flavor to call them but they are sure to delight. *chuckles a bit* Good luck out there everyone.