Got the yard finished last week -- leaves raked, apples picked up and sorted.
Wood-burning stove hooked up a couple of days later. Several hundred pounds of wood unloaded and stacked over the weekend.
Winter tires on the car since Thursday.
And... right on time. Two inches of snow yesterday, another inch today.
I'm not really a winter person. Don't mind it if it doesn't drag on too long, with "too long" being more than 60 days. (Don't laugh. Armenia had brutal winters, windy and bitterly cold with plenty of snow, but they were 60 days exactly -- mid-December to mid-February. I was fine with that.) Fladungen is in a microclimate that has almost Scandinavian weather... it will continue snowy and cold for the next four months or more. I'm not bubbling with anticipation.
But these first couple of days weren't bad. Today I took the boys and the baby for a long wandering walk around Fladungen, out into the fields ("the Muir Expedition, to deepest Antarctica!"), down to the train station (if you climb up a siding and drop a big snowball onto the tracks, what happens?) and up the stream that runs through town (not frozen. yet.). Snowballs, snow angels. We made a small, troll-like little snowman. And Claudia had hot turkey breast waiting for us, and then there was a fire and naps.
Well: that's two days. A hundred or so more to go.