“What are you doing, weeping and breaking my heart? For I am ready not only to be bound, but even to die at Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus.”
As you can see, Ian and I have drastically changed our blogs, deciding to separate them due to lots of factors including, but not limited to, the post frequency disparity. For a while these sites will be under construction since Ian has yet to finish his new design, and we have not yet set up the feed to display Ian’s latest post in the small box on the side there.
In other news, we went out last night before too much snow accumulated (this morning it was up to my knees, give or take. I didn’t actually go out in it to measure accurately.) So this picture proves it was cold and we were outside in the blizzard: that is Ian and me under the bridge in Elm Park and we had just spent the previous moments cavorting over the snowed and seriously iced pond. We could not tell where the ground stopped and the ice began. It was very exciting, after which our fingers, toes, and faces froze. Everybody is very pragmatic about snow here, however; in our hour out in the blizzard we counted 22 snowplows, which we learned travel in packs, and people immediately began shoveling themselves out. So the prettiness of the snow vanished more quickly than it ought.
– KF –