8 degrees at 4:51 on a Sunday :)

Sooooo Penny is rolling around cutely, as she does, little kisses and tail wags that means she NEEDS TO GO OUT. Ugh. I need to glaze pots anyway (I try to get glazing done early, so the kiln can be started and finished by bedtime---it is a 12 hour firing) and it is a busy time of year, what with doing some of Santa's work for customers, so I get up before 5 on a Sunday. Put on the parka over the jammies and go out in the snow with the dogs. The snow has that particluar crunchy sound to it, and I am thinking it is quite cold----and the thermometer tells me 8 stinking degrees. Luckily a hot triple espresso awaits (and the beagle climbs back into the bed with an empty bladder and full belly.....)