Minus seven and snowing heavily this morning. Rupert was waiting for breakfast inside his house, and seemed mildly pleased that I showed up fifteen minutes early. Buck, of course, was standing outside with an inch of snow on his back. The dogs had a quick romp before coming back in for breakfast, and Molly raced out for a minute as I struggled to manage the door while bring in a huge armful of firewood.
Very little on today's agenda, other than some mundane houseworky type chores. If we get a lot of snow, I'll get the tractor out and do some plowing.
Off now for morning tea.
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