...cold! Brian whooped with delight when he awoke to snow, and promptly bundled up to go out and play. I bundled up to do chores, regretting my lack of foresight in draining the hose. (I WAS glad we put a heat bulb over the young pullets last night!) Since the roads could be dicey and Rick's truck has traction tires, he and Brian are headed to the airport to pick up his mother. According to the Portland station's meteorologist, the last time it snowed in November here was 2003; my MIL will NOT be impressed. I'm off to do some cleaning and cooking and plying while I have the house to myself.
Enjoying some delicious solitude at . . .