I forgot to write last night, or rather by time I remembered I was already in bed. Inga and I got home late from an evening tournament north of Indianapolis. Her team won 9-1, with Inga scoring 5 of the goals!
It was a cold, surreal game with fog and light mist falling. With the bright lights, the air turned a ghostly white.
I was bundled up under a double layer of wool blankets, hat, gloves, winter coat, and umbrella.
Inga has another tournament game this morning (they just left a few minutes ago) and the last one tomorrow morning.
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