Fairbanks
Old man Winter is flirting with us up here in Fairbankstown. Most e'ery night he steals in and woos us, only to slip away again with the coming of day. But not this day he won't. We've a good half inch of powder on the ground, powder that made a satisfying "crunch" with my every step to work this morn. The handy thermometer told me 12F and -11C. Makes for a chilly walk ~_^. More to come later- working.