Frost, wood stoves, sequestered writers, cranes, winter stuff

I might have made better shots but as I set up when they were much closer, an ambulance went by, siren wailing.
Photo © Tom Walker
My friend, author Tom Walker,  who watches this sort of thing, reported the first frost of the year today (8/29) at his home near Denali National Park. That's around 63 degrees North Latitude. I am at about 61.5 N so a little time yet. It did get down to 42 last night, though, so it's coming, but this week we are still setting heat records during the day. Still, I can almost hear that new snowmachine in the shed rumbling in anticipation. And on the drive to town, there were the sandhill cranes in the pasture stopping on their way south.
And, look who showed up here,
almost right on schedule.

And half of that one-fifth are probably trying to write the great American novel.








              



Just about everyone I know has used one. 
This is mine freshly painted in June.