Hazardous morning walk—ice underfoot some places, salted walks other places (which Pax finds very uncomfortable).

Shagbark hickory holding on to its leaves

Afternoon walk at the prairie not slippery, but, with a bit of a breeze, quite chilly. However, according to an article sent by Abby, “There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing,” and we were well dressed, including Pax who has on his winter coat.

Some sanding and epoxy work on the iceboat plank asking for attention in the basement. And for dinner, homegrown squash soup along with ale-steamed Prince Edward Island mussels (which brings back memories of Philadelphia).