Just finished the self Portrait seen above . It is really cold here. Last night it was 19'. We got snow on Saturday night and it has froze every night since. We are buckling down and trying to make our home more efficient. In a since I fell like characters in La Boehm, all scarfed up from the time I get out of bed tell I return. But as Nietzsche said what does not kill you makes you stronger. I keep reminding myself of the great poets who wrote by candlelight and a small Cole fire in the cold of Paris... it make me feel better some how. As if we could worm ourselves in the warmth of their poetic genus. Always a romantic I guess? The last picture was taken Sat. night at 1:00. It is our Ice Palace; I only hope that Father Christmas will make it through this year.
That is it for now----The Hamners
