Since my last post all I can say is that it’s cold.

Bitterly cold.

We aren’t used to such cold weather here, and I must say that I’d be mighty happy if things would warm up ten degrees or so.

We have a great deal of snow, and the temperature has not risen above freezing for many days now. Luckily the woodstoves keep my house and studio nice and toasty warm, and the Christmas lights are quite beautiful under their blankets of white.

No frozen pipes, so I figure I’m doing quite well.

The roads are the most interesting part of this storm to me. My little road, normally so bad no matter what the weather is in great shape. The snowplow ran constantly throughout the storm, and traveling on my road is easy as pie. The highway is also nice and clear; the state has done a great job with it throughout the past few days. When I get out of the mountains though, that is when the craziness begins. The cities, and the lowlands around Puget Sound are awful! Ice everywhere, roads treacherous to a terrible degree.

How strange to have roads in great shape up here in the mountains while the roads in the cities are so awful. I’m declaring myself lucky indeed.