|It’s another cold one: minus 47 with the windchill. Further north it’s minus 60. When it gets this cold, nothing wants to work. When I drove to dance last night, the engine light was on in my car – not a good sign. I’ll try not to drive it again until I can get it serviced. The propane in our tank has turned to jell, so it’s really hard to get our fireplace to work. And me? Well, it took all the willpower I could summon to get out of bed this morning. I felt like a little fox in my warm den, and to have to leave that cosy place was torture.
So what does a person do in temperatures like this? Cook up a big pot of Yukon grown rye cereal, with lots of blueberries, sunflower seeds and maple syrup. And place my seed order!