Here is today's:
Tonight's sunset was incredible. I fumbled the camera with bare hands, and within seconds, my fingers were numb. The things I won't do to get a half-decent picture. The colours were spectacular, and every pastel shade was somewhere to be found. The snow squealed beneath my feet as I turned on my heels to high-tail it inside, and even Cooper was on 2 paws by the time I opened the door. I was outside for all of 30 seconds, so that should tell you something.
Considering we've had a mild winter thus far, I won't complain, and with +7C and rain in the forecast for next Tuesday, I can realistically say there's light at the end of this proverbial tunnel. This cold snap shall pass before long.
Our upstairs is toasty-warm. It's 21.5C in the spare bedroom, and
that's without the heat on. Just the heat from the wood stove working
its way upstairs is enough to keep things more than comfortable now that the renovations are mostly complete. I am so thankful that the other half of our house is liveable, and that we can safely leave paint cans upstairs without fear of them freezing.
Besides, when it's registering +27C beside the wood stove, and I have 3 cats surrounding me like bookends, (albeit Cooper's watching me with disgust because the cats seem to be getting all the attention these days), what's there to complain about? There's a steady flow of wonderful hardwood - mostly ash these days - sort of high-octane wood stove fodder - to keep us warm. Throw some nice knitting on the needles, a good book within reach, and another day to sleep in, and all is right with the world.