... but barely.

Pax and I had a long, painless walk—around noon, when winds were light, the sun was shining, and the thermometer broke into double digits. We actually stopped occasionally, to smell the flowers—or something. Wind picking up now, and thermometer dropping—dangerous wind chills again in the forecast. I do feel for the wild things, and for letter carriers.

Morning spent on a conference call with people from about 15 Great Lakes Islands, as part of the Great Lakes Islands Coalition (GLIC) initiative. More time also spent trying to build a Manitoulin team to be part of the coalition, and that is a bit like trying to walk through waist high drifts into a biting headwind. Here's the ad I wrote for the Expositor, published weeks ago. Don't ask about the results.