We finally have a bit of winter in the Fraser Valley.
Anneliese emailed me to see if we would come to their end of town to go for a walk with them. . .
and I coaxed them over to our end of town with a promise of fresh bread and soup and a Cherry pie for a post walk meal.
We climbed the hill close by to get a better vantage view of the valley below and the mountains in the distance.
It looks like we are in for a few more days of brisk weather.
We might live in Canada but when the temperatures go below freezing here . .
it makes the news.
Last night . .
the wind was blowing . ..
and I was keeping one eye open.
The flagpole grommet was clanging in perfect time to the wind gusts.
For the life of me. .
I can't imagine why I like that. .
but I do.
all for now . .