Had 4-wheel drive engaged on my way to this evening’s Urban Forestry Commission meeting. The streets have not been swept totally clean since last night’s snow, and the low temps are keeping the snow cover firmly, and squeakily, in place. It was even colder when I came out of the meting than it was when I went in—some meetings, enjoyable as they may be, can run unnecessarily long.

Earlier in the day the bedroom bookshelf project came to completion. Thanks to the remediation company for the material.