Cold morning - we had a low of -6, and it's still two below with the sun up. There's a bit of wind, too, and that adds to the misery.

We got another four inches of very light, dry snow yesterday and overnight. It's so cold it probably will just blow around today - could be more white-outs on the highways, and definitely a day to not travel or leave your toasty, warm home if you don't have to. Fred is out doing his running exercises - not much deters him from his regular routine - and he'll clear out the driveway after he's

had some breakfast. As for me - I've been out to measure the depth of new snow and gather samples to measure the amount of precipitation in that snow, and that's the extent of my activity, so far. It was cold - not a day to linger long.

That reminds me of the Dr. Watt camp, "Lyngerlonger." In one of the recent glass prints, that cottage is very visible. It burned sometime in the late 1940s, I think. I haven't been able to pin down exactly when. Another cottage burned down that I just learned about yesterday - it was between Ted Chase's and Jane Milne's. Jamie Stewart told us about it yesterday - we met Jamie and Joanne for lunch. It was nice to see them while they are "visiting home" from Florida over the holidays. I'll try to get more detailed information about that - and will pay close attention to pictures of that shore to see if there are any that show that cottage. I do not remember it at all.

We had lunch with the Stewarts at the Hardwick Restaurant - the diner that kind of sits out over the river at the corner where Route 15 takes a sharp turn towards Wolcott. We have been there a few times - Fred really likes their chicken 'n biscuits, and I had a great western with  super onion rings. Way more than I could eat, so guess what I'm having for lunch today!?

In spite of the beautiful sunny day we started out with yesterday, as predicted, the weather turned nasty and by the time we left Hardwick, we had snow squalls and traffic was moving well, but slowly. These two pictures give you an idea of the conditions. The light was just right so it was almost impossible to tell where the ditches were - it was all whiteness, making Brickett's Crossing Road just a little tricky.

The sun is shining now, but the cold persists, so I'll spend the day working on identifying and sorting photos for the book.