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After choir practice, out for a run with the dogs. They are very good, and don't wander far so we let them off the leash. It might be illegal but I haven't made a point of inquiring as to the specifics of leashes in this part of the cemetery. There aren't any graves here so I don't feel bad about the dogs walking about.
This is the low, morning sun shining on our sidewalk. I thought of Eric, and set the camera low to the ground. It was very dramatic that way!
The German Shepherd Dog in the foreground is a recent rescue. Her name is Lana. She's a wonderful, lovely dog. Very calm, very relaxed and very relaxing. The Greater Swiss Mountain Dog in the background has been with us a while now. Her name is Femme, and she's clearly relaxed around Lana. Here, they share a bed. The only thing missing is the kitten, who really likes to cuddle with Lana.
Apparently this seed drifted onto the pond during the day and was iced in when the surface froze during the night. I'm embarrassed to say that I don't know the type of tree off the top of my head. When I find my field guide I'll look it up!
I'm still getting used to the new camera. It's going to take a while I think. The lens that comes with it is very good for indoor distances. Plus, it's warm inside! 
This is Savannah. She likes to sit on my lap when I'm at the computer. Her typing isn't very good though, so if you spot any mistakes you can blame her :-) Like all the other critters in the house, she's a rescue. Although she looks grumpy, it's only the way her features are arranged. She's actually a very lovable cat. It seems crazy that Persians come from a hot desert region of the world Her fur (hair?) is very, very long. I can pet her all day, but combing that fur is something she'll tolerate for only a few moments before running off.
This morning was chilly: 14F (-10C) - and the windows were a little frosty upstairs. I guess I need to look into sealing them better! The ice crystals are so interesting though... 
This is the pond in Vale. I'm standing on the south bank, where the sun shines through the gap in the trees. The sun doesn't shine nearly as much on the north bank, and that's where the ice begins to form.
I don't know if they're still called that, but this wonderful lady is what I'd call a crossing guard. She makes sure that drivers let school children and their parents get across the busy street safely. 
When the frost hit, we moved as many of our flowers inside as we could. Well, inside isn't quite right either; these are on an unheated porch. It gets the morning sun for a little while. Wouldn't you know it - it's blooming again! Protected from the wind, the porch probably hasn't got much below freezing yet. I wouldn't say they're thriving, but they sure haven't given up yet!
