Before I got out of bed this morning Scott told me it was 40 below and the schoolbuses aren't running. The kitchen window is pretty frosty. That's one thing I may actually miss after we've moved; sometimes there are pretty patterns.

As soon as we fell into this cold snap, I thought "Someone is going to be found frozen," and sure enough, the news today is that a three-year-old has been discovered in her diaper and T-shirt, and her one-year-old sister has not yet been located.

It's a sad day in Saskatchewan. I shed tears while listening to the radio, and there will be more to come.

The Johnson elevator's still holding its ground out there all by its lonesome. This was taken from the road on Friday, when it was only 5C below and hadn't started snowing. Now we're enjoying 30C below, before wind chill.

Here's the elevator back in the day.

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I have been smiling at these since Sunday morning. My eyes are drawn by the hot pink carnations. A lot of their colour is found around my yard during the growing season.

Who cares if it's too cold to go out. We have flowers in the kitchen.