Brutal Cold

Painful stuff, cold as it is tonight. 7 degrees at supper time with a mighty wind blowing. I went out to drag the trash to the end of the driveway for morning pick up and to clear the ridge of snow left by last night's plow truck after having myself cleared the driveway with the snowthrower. So I'm out there tonight fully covered, heavy coat, lined pants, thick socks in LL Bean boots, woolly mittens and a felt face mask and still managed to come in with numbed fingers and toes that still tingled 45 minutes after coming in the house. Still, it's a bright clear star filled night. It would have been foolish not to gaze up at the brightly lit sky made even more stunning by the light of an almost full moon that reflects off the fresh snowfall from the previous evening. The forecast for New Years Day is for a huge snowstorm with accumulation measured in feet. I won't be able to sit this one out.

Flash photo from last night's snowfall.

sharp white lines abound
lonely tree grazed by winter
later more will come