Saturday we actually had some sun.

Momma and daughter having breakfast.

I took the transformer out for it's initial trip across the road to riches.

Monday morning after +5 temps and rain.

Fog.

Whiskey Jack coming in for hash browns for breaky. 

I drilled a hole today.

It was about 4 1/2 inches. Other spots were less than 2 inches. I need some help here, think cold.

I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.