A skiff does not a dusting make

Okay, let’s get the weather report out of the way — last night it got down to 15°F, with a “feels-like” temp of 2°F. We awoke to snow, tiny flakes that danced in the air long after sunup and settled in the grass.

So if you’re keeping score (and I am, of course), that’s our first snow (technically, anyway) since Ernie rolled away from Second Chance Ranch in March. And yeah, we set a new mark for cold. In fact, as of mid-afternoon the mercury still hadn’t climbed as high as our previous record low.

The furnaces kept up while we slept, their thermostats set to hold the living space between 65°F and 68°F. Today we won’t even get into the 30s, making it a good day to stay put. We’ve plugged in a small space heater up front to ease the chill and help take the load off the furnaces.

This being our longest sub-freezing stretch in an unwinterized bus, we were curious to see how effectively the furnaces would warm floors and walls, especially areas with supply lines and drains. No problem — radiant heat from the ductwork did the job, even with a stiff north wind blowing on the corner where the shower is.

The forecast hints that we should be able to run the heat pumps (and conserve propane) tomorrow, Tuesday and Wednesday during daylight hours. Thursday will be an icy repeat of today.

Tuesday on The Mountain, I think, or Wednesday. And probably Saturday.

A recent analysis revealed that the 43% of Americans who “approve” of the current occupant of the Oval Office also thought that Liberace was merely flamboyant.

It’s the Second of January, which means it’s the anniversary of our girl Scout’s “Gotcha Day.” We brought her home from the shelter 11 years ago today. The bond that she and I share is, without doubt, one of the best parts of my American Life.

Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.

#WiseUp #LibertyOrDeath

#LetsGoBrandon #FJB