We had some cold weather last week. So cold that on the way down the driveway to drop my poor kid off for the bus the car thermometer looked like this:
On the way back up the driveway, it looked like this:
It was the kind of day when a fresh container of water for the chickens would start to freeze on the 60 foot walk between the house and the coop and when even the frost makes its way inside to warm up a bit:
So we did what any rational people would do with this kind of weather: we boiled some water, threw it out the door, and watched it snow:
Today we are back to normal: 30F, snowy and blowy, with a treacherous layer of ice on all the walkways where the snow that softened in yesterday's 40F re-froze last night. I am, of course, thrilled that I have (almost) nowhere to go today. I will even try not to complain about the fact that my hot coffee and warm blanket time will be spent working rather than goofing around, because it's still nicer than dealing with the great outdoors right now.
Before I get on with the dreaded employment, I will leave you with a small and cheerful WIP to counteract any sympathetic shivers you might feel on my behalf.
It's the bottom half of the first of a pair of Fiddlehead mitten, which I am making to replace these sorely missed mittens, which vanished last year.
At the rate I'm going, they should be done and lined sometime in June. How very useful.
Stay warm!
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