It's something like 20 degrees here. The fireplaces are going and the dogs and I rotate from one to the next. The grass has such a strange feel - rock hard instead of a slurpy wet surface that your shoe sinks into! At least I'm glad to not be up in Bellingham with Phil and Jen - not because I don't love them - but because it is way colder up there. The pond is about three-quarters of the way frozen. I thought I'd put a little movie here for your amusement - it's of the ducks walking on the ice.
Now it's time for another cup of hot coffee - our trip to Mexico in February can't come soon enough!
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