Well, folks, it was 10F overnight, which is pretty chilly by any standard. It’s been colder than that here, 25-30 years ago, but hasn’t been this cold for just about that long. I didn’t sleep well, imagining more pipes going out…but did solve a minor writing problem while lying there wanting to sleep, so that’s all to the good.
The day has been thoroughly involved with the broken pipe and attempts at repair of same, hauling water to use in the toilets (from our son’s house), and caring for critters. I also made it out to the near meadow this morning when it was dead still, quite cold, and beautiful. There are some pictures–of the sawn-off pipe dribbling water, some frost-flowers, the horses–at the 80Acres blog. Some of the shapes of the ice were odd and interesting on both the house ponds and the near meadow water, but between the temperature and the angle of light and not having put on boots…I didn’t get good ones.