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I looked out the window in the middle of the night to admire the snow and there was a great shaggy beast on the lawn.
"Morning, Reynard".
I hadn't switched a light on but it seemed to sense it was under observation and after a moment of calculation scurried off into the shrubbery.
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Our instrument says the temperature fell to -10.9 last night. Neither the milkman nor the guy who delivers the morning paper made it to the door.
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I took a tape out this morning and measured the depth of the snow. It's just a smidgeon under 6 inches. And since it's still falling that's going to increase. The birdbath outside the window- the one that yielded a moonlike disc of ice yesterday- is now topped by what looks like an iced cake.
"Morning, Reynard".
I hadn't switched a light on but it seemed to sense it was under observation and after a moment of calculation scurried off into the shrubbery.
*******
Our instrument says the temperature fell to -10.9 last night. Neither the milkman nor the guy who delivers the morning paper made it to the door.
*******
I took a tape out this morning and measured the depth of the snow. It's just a smidgeon under 6 inches. And since it's still falling that's going to increase. The birdbath outside the window- the one that yielded a moonlike disc of ice yesterday- is now topped by what looks like an iced cake.
