Our 3rd - 20 degree night/morning in a row. The pond is frozen enough to skate on and infinitely amusing skipping rocks across. I repeated Anna's tossing dog water bowl ice. The initial crack then concerto of harmonizing tings - thrilling, delightful and just plain fun.
In preparation for expected snow, I stripped the last firewood from the rock house wall and stacked it inside the great room. I also emptied the dog's bathtub toy box - our tubs are too shallow to use as such but perfect to confine a myriad of toys and bones - and filled it with water in anticipation of the inevitable loss of power that comes with a wet snow storm. I then made curtains for the mudroom. I hate curtains but am desperate to not loose what little heat the wood stove provides.
In preparation for expected snow, I stripped the last firewood from the rock house wall and stacked it inside the great room. I also emptied the dog's bathtub toy box - our tubs are too shallow to use as such but perfect to confine a myriad of toys and bones - and filled it with water in anticipation of the inevitable loss of power that comes with a wet snow storm. I then made curtains for the mudroom. I hate curtains but am desperate to not loose what little heat the wood stove provides.Kitty checked out the view from the novel ironing board 
the green house trough water is a bit cold for watering wintering plants 
I am slowly mastering the Wii balance board exercises but my laughter makes it even tougher to keep the red dot in the yellow zone.
The dogs love the cold. They spent much of the day playing Chinook tag and hunting the fox that must be living somewhere near my boom truck. By the end of the day, they huddled for comfort and warmth - yes it is that cold in the house.
the green house trough water is a bit cold for watering wintering plants I am slowly mastering the Wii balance board exercises but my laughter makes it even tougher to keep the red dot in the yellow zone.The dogs love the cold. They spent much of the day playing Chinook tag and hunting the fox that must be living somewhere near my boom truck. By the end of the day, they huddled for comfort and warmth - yes it is that cold in the house.