If there was any doubt that we had moved north, it was dispelled this week by the snowfall of the last few days and, for me, by the appearance of two snowmobiles zooming up the street one fine morning. The dogs are very enthusiastic about the white stuff, especially Tiger. She heads purposefully into the deep drifts to bury her face as if she’s truffle hunting.
No chance yet to try out the wood stove, because our gas furnace installation is underway this week and everywhere we turn there are parts of ductwork and tools. Lucky we have so many boxes for the workmen to pile their tools on.

you’ll have to explain global warming to tiger now we have a temporary thaw
glad things are moving along
Luv, Mum