That cold! But we’ve got power and our furnace is working. In fact, it’s scarecely stopped all day. Our in-laws in Portland are less fortunate and headed out to find a motel.

Maggi scopes out our backyard.

Looks more like a skating rink than a pool.

Dusk, from our porch step. Tomorrow blue skies are forecast to disappear.

Crescent moon at dusk from our back step.

Maggi enjoys a feather from her tent and potential staging area for her and Shiva to meet a tad short of nose to nose.