As promised, it's colder today. Minus 9 when we got up but now that it's time to take out the dog it's up to minus 5.
Our two wood stoves are keeping most of the house comfortable. The living room stays at about sixty, when closed off from the kitchen. But the bedrooms above have dropped to 45 with the doors closed.
When the Dean people come, guess we'll have to turn on the electric heat--unless they're from Alaska.
Don't know what I'd wear if Clif hadn't brought that super warm Aran sweater from Ireland for me. Living in Florida and Georgia the last 26 years really depleted the winter wardrobe. My reluctance to buy new clothes doesn't help.
I actually ordered a pair of warm water-proof boots before we came up, but, as usual, they didn't fit. Couldn't get my high arches in. Just one of the things that makes living in the north a little more complicated than living in the south.