We woke this morning to a mess of snow. It's very beautiful. Jerry got the plow out at 5 a.m. so that we might get to work sometime today. It's boot and snowshoe weather and if I had enough time I'd go for a hike. Maybe this weekend will cooperate - there's more snow on the way.
My garden is transformed - you know, you always forget just how cold it can get. Here I was thinking that I'd like to get a cold frame going to grow some lettuces and such. My stepdad always had one - I fell into it once when my brother was chasing me, broke every pane without getting a single scratch - but I really don't remember it going into the darkest, coldest part of winter. My plan at this point is to wait for the sun to come a bit further north before I try it. Here's some yarrow peeking through the snow drifts
And here's Jerry exhibiting a bit of cabin humor to wile away the long winter nights. Those are his ancestors in the photo behind him. They probably approve.
We're having a savory pork stew tonight served over sage cornmeal dumplings. It is a great cold weather dish.