‘Sno fun

Yes it is. We’re still playing and working in the snow. I earned my chaps (kind of like a Girl Scout badge but cuter) and got to run the chainsaw. Our woodpile has a lot of wood too long for our stove so first I chainsawed, vroom, it to the right length and then spilt the logs with the axe, wedge and mawl. Very gratifying to see the burnable wood pile grow. Tim wasn’t impressed.

Today we skied Kingdom Dam Road and ran into a prime example of birth order personality differences. I’m the oldest and follow rules to the tee. Tim is youngest and thinks they don’t really apply to him. So when we came upon this sign, I hesitated.

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The “This Means You” cinched it for me. This was in addition to the standard “No Trespassing” sign. I was cajoled into blatantly ignoring it by the youngest child but turned around after the downhill portions became a little steep and bumpy for me. A likely story.
I rationalized that i was in neutral colors and wouldn’t be seen while Tim wore bright red and would be picked off first.
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The river scene was beautiful before and after the boundary.

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There were snowmobile tracks, actually they broke a nice trail, and coyote tracks and yellow snow but no other people.
On the home front, I am test knitting a pair of thrummed mittens. A piece of merino- alpaca roving is knit in every few stitches and creates a thick warm lining, which should felt to the wearer’s hand. It’s a free pattern from wooltrends.ca called Newfoundland thrummed mittens.

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The pattern link is here
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Over the top

A cold snap has arrived and brought beautiful, crisp, clear weather. I’ve been snowshoeing or skiing every day and remember how fabulous it is to be here in the winter. Except, of course, when you wake up to a temperature of minus 17 degrees Fahrenheit outside and find your oil burner isn’t working, as we did this morning.

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We called the plumber at 0800 and by 0830 we were cranking out heat again. Nice!
I’m prepared though. I finished a double layer hat – naughty and nice. While in town, I wear the Nordic side out.

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But when I am among friends I can reveal the dark side.

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I am getting my cross country skiing mojo back – sort of controlling downhill speeds and confident I can get up again when I’m down. OK I haven’t actually practiced but I think I can. Yesterday I went through the river valley and came upon my favorite junk in the woods – an upended, rusted old car, balanced on the side of a steep cliff.

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I warmed up in the hot tub to crystal clear sky. The Milky Way was like a ribbon, there were shooting stars, it was beautiful. I almost got to enjoy it for longer than I wanted though, because after I got out of the tub and was shivering in the wind, my fingers stuck to the metal latch when I tried to secure it. Yikes!

We wanted snow

And we got it. A whole bunch.

Earlier this week, we only had a few inches of snow. This photo is from Lake Placid. The moon was bright and Whiteface Mountain emerged from the clouds.

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It was magical. The moon was so bright, the snow twinkled.

Yesterday’s storm brought about 16 inches of snow.

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It’s been 3 years since I skied due to travel and surgery. I went out and broke trail. I felt like a real explorer until I fell and couldn’t get up. Basically in
my backyard. My skis kept getting bogged down in powder and I couldn’t release the binding. I ultimately slid to a nearby tree and hauled myself to a standing position. Pretty pathetic.

Meanwhile, Tim had no idea of the troubles I had.

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I warmed myself by the fire and watched several you tube videos, which demonstrated how easy it is to get up while cross country skiing. Now I’ve got it. Piece of cake. How’d I forget?

So I finished a quilt and nursed my pride. This was lingering, I had to sew the strips together and I flipped and tied it for a special request this weekend.

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So it is winter

It’s official. It begins December 21 here, unlike Australia, where the season begins on the first day of the month and six months later (or earlier). Happy holidays and winter solstice.
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There’s a nor’easter headed our way and we may get about a foot of snow. I’m excited because I’m going to ski the old logging roads on our property. Last year I was in a cast and the year before I spent the Australian summer on Deal Island.

I was surprised to find this little guy on our basement stairs yesterday.

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He rivals Punxsutawney Phil in weather folklore. It’s a Banded Woolly Bear, an arctic caterpillar, and the thickness of its middle stripe is rumored to predict winter’s severity. Thick is mild. What’s remarkable is it freezes solid during the winter. It may spend up to 14 years, freezing and defrosting, before it becomes a moth.

It may be frozen now because the temperature is finally seasonally cold and this morning I found it curled into a ball.

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It produces a “cryoprotectant” to preserve its tissues after its heart stops beating and its blood freezes solid! Impressive. It has a sad life cycle though. Years as a caterpillar, freezing over the winter, and when it’s finally eaten its fill, it emerges as a moth and then only lives a few days to find its mate before it dies.

Groundhogs have it easy.

Light wonders

A trip to our closest big city entails a border crossing. We went to Montreal for the evening to see and hear the Montreal Symphony Orchestra perform L’enfance du Christ. If not for a classic Canadian Catch 22, Tim would have been singing with them. But it was wonderful anyway. The night began with magical street lights.

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There were dripping icicles over the streets and these angels welcomed us to the Notre-Dame Basilica where the concert was performed.

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More wonders to follow. When we crossed the border home

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Sweet spot

Tell me this isn’t the cutest diner you have ever seen.

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It is housed in an old railroad car and lunch was delish. We chowed down before heading off to check out one of the newest trails in our region, The Champlain Area Trails’ Cheney Mountain in Port Henry.

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It promised beautiful vistas and delivered.

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We had a gentle snowfall from the beginning, which was picturesque but made the fallen leaves a little slippery. I’m not happy on a hike unless I spend some time sliding on my butt-and I did.

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There were long views in each direction. Looking north to Split Rock Mountain on Lake Champlain:

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Southeast to the new Champlain Bridge, which connects Crown Point, NY to Chimney Point, VT:

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In the foreground is a man made mountain, leftover from when the area was dominated by an iron mine and towns sprung up around it. We saw this better when we took a short walk to a nearby fire tower.

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I’m pretty sure this is Cheney Mt. From the fire tower.

Repurposed

This may be one my best ahas. I made a pair of mittens a few years ago while on Seguin.

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They were a problem from the get go. They were different lengths and one thumb was in the wrong place. I wore them for a couple of years but decided it was time to find them a new home. I had them in the back of my car and drove around with them for a few weeks before inspiration struck.

I brought them back home, cut the palms off both, cut the wristbands open and sewed them together into one band. This is what steeking is all about – cutting up your knitwear with abandon- or with caution, depending on how much you love the item coming under the blade. I didn’t even stitch the raw edges because they were going to be sewn in a seam.

I still needed a top for the hat. I cut open the palms in the middle and preserved the side decreases. I discarded the thumbs, sewed the opened palms together, then sewed them onto the band and voila!

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My knitwear finds a new use.

Center of my universe

I learned something new about my 360 photo app today. I was reading leann cole’s blog where she provided a tutorial of how to use photo editing software to make a sphere image.

I remembered seeing something like that in the photo app.

Indeed I did and turned this

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Into this with merely a screen tap.

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My home is the center of my universe!

Nice view from the top

We had a bonus day today and took a hike. The temperature was in the 50’s. The only problem was I dawdled leaving the house and we didn’t get to the trailhead until 12:30. In all fairness to me, we were waiting for the clouds to clear because we wanted a view. We had a beautiful view.

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We walked the new trail to Jay Mountain and it was great. It is unlike many here, which are basically up stream beds. This was a walk in the woods, pine needles, fallen leaves and a little mud which I managed to slither down. Just the way I like it – the trail not the mud.

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I have to confess, however, that at some point I felt as if I was on a death march. We started late and the day is short; sunset at 4:15. Early into the hike, I realized I didn’t have my headlamp and my trusty guide wasn’t sure he had one either. So I picked up the pace and kept at it. Well he did have one and we made it back with time to spare.

A low pressure system was moving in from the south and the wind nearly knocked me over. But I found a nice spot to sit and scarf down my pb&j sandwich before we headed back.

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A good time was had by all.

The Polar Express passed by

I tore myself away from my weaving at dusk (3:30 pm!!) to go to the farm to pick up our share and then to see the Holiday train pull into town.

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It’s Canadian Pacific’s annual tradition and, even though the temperature was 19 F, we bundled up with our cans of food for the food pantry and waited with all the kids for the train to arrive. I have to admit, I was pretty excited when I heard the whistle down the tracks.
Here’s a panoramic view of the train in the station. Pretty exciting. Santa came by and handed out candy canes. Surely an event not to be missed.

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