Frozen

It was -8F in Oklahoma where my parents live this morning. Great day to fly, right? Especially when the small plane in question has a small draft near a passenger's feet. I survived without frostbite only with extra socks and flying south to warmer climes.


Even home in Austin, it was cold last night, 18 degrees by reports. My disappearing fountain ran all night to produce a lovely contrast to the evergreen artemisias, fountain grass, aloe and yucca out in the garden. My neighbor who checked on it for me and unplugged it this morning was clever enough to snap some photos of the treasure.