Carpets of snow in the morning six inches deep, starting to liquefy as soon as there’s sun.

A ramble to the far end of town to see how it handles on shady side streets.

Glorious sunshine that never quite melted it all.

Lorraine’s Transmissions is now offering propane tank refills.

Home with chicken wings in the still-abundant but curiously weak solar radiation.

Prepping the outside for six degrees tonight.

This is the day that it is no longer obligatory to spill every single day, because if there’s time spent collecting footage, or using the new free and open source video editing software, that counts more.