Polar bearing up

Hell’s teeth…  This is a day when panic begins, just begins, to gnaw at my vitals. There’s snowed in, as being unable to get the car out, and there’s snowed in, as having to dig one’s way out of the house to get logs for the fire. This is the sort of day when living alone is not so amusing. Still, I’ve got enough food, heat and electricity (for now). But I felt like shouting to the world as I stood outside the front door: ‘I’m going inside. I might be some time.’

Today, blizzard. Here's winter in full flood.

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