I got up early this morning, probably because the clocks went back last night and I find it difficult to lie in bed once I am awake. It was so pretty outside, the sky was apricot, gold and pink, tinging the new snow with the same colors. I always love the first onset of winter but then I rarely have to deal with the work end of it.
My husband spent some of the day laying in the carport at -5C trying to get his blade on the ATV. He had taken the pins out of it in spring and he realized today that had been the wrong thing to do. After trying to put the pins back in for at least a couple of hours, rushing in to get warm by the wood stove, he finally fixed it and got to the serious business of moving the 4 inches or about 9 cm of fresh snow from our driveway. I have been in Canada nearly forty years and I still think in feet and inches and have to get my tape measure to figure out the centimeters.
He wanted to do some painting in the solarium after he had moved the snow, so I had the wood stove in the extension really hot and the solarium temperature got up to 20C, and it was lovely to be in there with the sun shining and the blue sky above. I put a smoked ham in a pot to boil on the wood stove top and that will be dinner tonight.
So now it is not quite 5pm and it is already quite dark but we can see the gleam of the snow outside and it feels cozy in here. The TV is on a National Geographic program about wolves, and hubby is starting to doze in his chair, he deserves a nap. I have a mirror on my computer desk that reflects the TV, so I watch that while I mess about on my computer. He can't understand that, he puts his all into any job he undertakes, I usually am doing three or four things at once. Guess men and women are wired differently after all.