12 January 2010


Dearest Readers,

It has been unremittingly cold here in Paradise. Tomorrow it is forecast that the temperature may rise to 40F (4.5C); should that come to fruition, it would be the first time in about two weeks that it was above freezing. The snow which fell before Christmas blankets the ground yet, freshened by a light dusting this morning.

Fortunately it has not been terribly frigid - the lowest temperature has been about 10F (-12C) which is warmer than last year at this same time. Nonetheless, last year saw consistent gentle swings from near 0F (-18C) to the mid 40s such that any precipitation melted within a week at the most. This year, despite many sunny, cloudless days, the mercury seems unable to rise to the occasion.

We have burned nearly our entire inventory of fire wood. It took some searching to locate a firewood vendor with any stocks remaining to replenish our wood pile; many are sold out for the season. Mr. Fuzzy has been reducing a fallen red oak on the front of the farm into firewood but it will require a full year before it is ready for use.

The tyres on the Honda CRV were well worn but there was hope of squeezing yet another 5,000 miles from them but the need for superior traction on the ice and snow demanded the immediate purchase of quality mud and snow tyres.

Our Fife friends in have seen a snowy and cold winter like the auld days as well. Friends in France and Germany have witnessed record cold and snowfalls. Ye Auld Blacksmith and The Celtic Fiddler in Vermont have seen much snow and below zero Farenheit conditions but well acclimated, they snowshoe to knitting bees and dances...

1 comment:

Lausanne said...

Now now, I have been checking your blog for days and it invariably reports "Cold". Up here in the blustery north it is a balmy 33 degrees--that's right, ABOVE freezing. Must be something new to report from your fair part of the planet.....
:)Tonight Brian invited me to watch a documentary on the French and Indian War that PBS produced recently. Not only did we see many of our re-enactment cohorts in the film, but at one point appeared playing my fiddle and singing a Scottish song with a Northumbrian piper. It had been filmed in Louisburg a year and a half ago....what a shock! I'm still unclear what the segment had to do with the French and Indian War, except as a relief from the talking heads of the documentary. Actually the photography was a pleasure and overall quite a good job they did...(I just wish they had put a clip of me playing FRENCH songs instead of Scottish, given my French habitant attire and all...)