First Snow of the Season

The forecast last night was for 31 degrees Obsolete, so I shut off the water to the greenhouse and opened the faucet at the sink out there. This AM we woke to find a light dusting of snow over much of the property. It stayed in the thirties for most of the day.

For much of the day we ran a small fire in the wood stove in our main room. Because of the heat recovery ventilator and the tight building envelope, the house stayed comfortable all day long. Once I got the fire going, the furnace stopped running.

Tomorrow's forecast calls for a high of 33.

I've hired a friend who works part time at the gym to do some of the heavy landscape stuff that I've been putting off. He's a young guy who does most of his work for a landscape maintenance company here in town, a good guy who loves working outdoors. He's in great shape and in a few hours has wrapped up a couple of projects that I'd been putting off while I focused on the novel (and tried to get the tendon in my right arm to heal... but that's another story).

So there's big improvement at the homestead, landscape-wise.

The book's on it's fifth or sixth revision pass. The Amigo has lost count at this point. A couple of friends have offered to read it and a few comments have trickled in. I think that one or two more revisions will be called for, but I would like to collect the comments for a while and consolidate the next set of edits.

That's the news from the 48th parallel.