Here at the far, upper, left-hand corner of the contiguous United States, we are finally having some winter.
There's been snow, on and off, for the past three days, and it looks as if there'll be about three more days of it.
We'll stay home, thank you.
Right now, there's only approximately four inches of white loveliness, but more is falling as I write this.
Last night, it was gorgeous ski-able powder, but today it's big, fat, sledding-snow flakes.
Our island's power went out on Saturday night, as a tree fell on the main feed lines. It was off until late Sunday morning.
But now everything is working.
We have lots of wood stacked, right by our kitchen door.
So far, we needed to run both stoves only to make up for the power-out, for about a half-day.
Our big living-room stove is doing very well at keeping us toasty-warm.
And, oh, it's so beautiful outside!
