We woke up this morning inside a Christmas card.
Light, powdery snow piles up on branches in the calm air of Fairbanks, Alaska
This leisurely dawn photography sure is rough. Sunrise was at 1059 today. These are some shots out the windows of our snow-globe home.
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We’re not wood snobs. If it will burn well, into the firewood pile it goes. So while cutting, moving, and stacking wood, some real ugly cusses get brought along in the process. They can screw up a good woodpile because they can be grotesquely misshapen, so I often put them on top. But where they really gum up the works is in the splitting.
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Here we are staring at the ass end of November, cold and dark. But we were completely surprised yesterday morning to wake up to a very crisp -36 F. While we’d been having some below-zero weather, we hadn’t been expecting such a drop off a thermal cliff.
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Some of the comments surrounding my post on Take to the Oars raised good questions (posted online and through email). One friend “had no idea you were such an activist.” I haven’t been, but it’s time. If you look at the long list I gave of important issues that are now in play with this recent election, I think we need to watch and work to influence things when they start to go in a negative direction. So activism becomes important. I’m not normally an activist, so I needed to do some homework. Activism. Thanks, Wikipedia.
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We cleaned out the fridge a few weeks ago and found a surprise buried in a bottom drawer—an old hunk of cabbage working hard on transforming and maybe even escaping certain doom.
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