Minus eight when we got up this morning, but it soon warmed up. After a trip into town to buy new snowtires for my car, Mike spent the day spreading the two loads of gravel we had delivered earlier this week. We're trying to avoid a repeat of the spring mudfest we endured this year. I puttered between my bonfire and splitting and stacking wood. The splitter we bought is fantastic.

Dinner tonight was courtesy of the Iron Horse Pub.