is very cold outside these four walls. The temperature
in the house is still cozy, thanks to Attila's
efforts with firewood yesterday. Even so, there is a
chill creeping in across the floors, starting at the
outside walls. My feet are cold, as are my ankles. The
of me is
comfortable. I am considering wearing my winter boots
as slippers until we get through this cold spell.
At -34 C I won't be going out for a walk. I could, I have the warm clothing, I don't have the desire. Today is a treadmill day.
Attila likes to take a mid-morning nibble to work with him. The pumpkin loaf I baked last week got the seal of approval, so I've taken another tub of pumpkin out of the freezer. I will bake another pumpkin loaf today. The frozen pumpkin is at least five years old, one of our Halloween pumpkins when we lived in the city.
Another quiet day, a cozy day, a Mist-approved day.
|RECIPES :: Cast
You can't see the cold in this dawn, but it is there, all -34 C degrees of it.
BBC Radio Scotland
By The Easy Chair
Dragonfly in Amber
by Diana Gabaldon
"If two men agree on everything, you may be sure that one of them is doing the thinking."
Lyndon B. Johnson
(1908 - 1973)
Pressure: 102.3 kPa rising
Visibility: 14.5 km
Humidity: 66 %
Wind: 0 km/h
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