Despite the extreme cold—with the wind chill factor, the temperature was well below zero all day long—yesterday was errand day. I went to the library, in its temporary location, to both drop off books and to pick up some that I had ordered through interlibrary loan. I went to Paris Farmers Union to pick up some eggs—they get them from a local woman who keeps hens. Lots of them. What I especially like about the eggs is that the shells are different colors. I just love the variety, and I always save the blue eggs for last.
As is usually the case, I had my trusty little camera with me, and I stopped by “old” Bailey to see how the new addition was coming along. As it turns out, it’s coming along just fine. On time and within budget, as Dale Glidden, head of the steering committee, likes to say.
I couldn’t resist taking a picture of this sign. I think it’s safe to assume that no one is going to swim between 10 p.m. and 6 a.m. Or any other time as well.
Finally, even though my feet were so cold that I could hardly feel them, I took a picture of this tree, with its bare branches against the bright blue sky. Such a beautiful sight, even in the extreme cold.
But that’s a story for another day.