The Frost Performs Its Secret Ministry

The old windows create some lovely patterns when the frost is setting in. We have only a few left now--the two in the kitchen, the small ones in the living room bay window, and two in the upstairs hall. All the others give a modern view of the world: clear, objective, transparent. This one offers a different view:

Cold Arrives

Last night was the coldest so far this winter: -14.5C. This weekend we received our first snow--and out came the shovels and the snowblower. Pat had mixed so much gravel in the snow that the blower jammed twice. Now it makes a ticking noise, as though an impeller has bent and is hitting the housing. Drat!