I wish I could say that I was doing something mysterious; something worthy of the silence. Alas, this is not the case. I ate, slept, worked, and successfully avoided frostbite.
The good news is that, in spite of yesterday's cold snap (The Weather Network reported an early morning low of -43 C), spring is here, and we can shed the first five or six layers of clothing. Rejoice!
I am so glad that I can replace the Buddy Wasisname's song that has been going through my mind Lately ("Peeing in the snow, and staring down the hole; its the only thing that makes me think of spring, spring, spring!") with something more...festive. I'm thinking Julie Andrews, and "The hills are alive with the sound of music." (As opposed to the sound of tinkling!)
Later, Mushers!
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