Cold, Windy & Lonely Hill

The hill was very cold, very, very windy and very, very, very lonely for Saturday's work party. Arriving at 11:00 AM as advertised, I was the sole occupant of the windswept hill. After lighting a fire in the trusty woodstove, I waited for others to arrive. And waited. And waited. Finally, Pete came to cheer me up, and later, after Pete left, Barry, who intended to observe (clouds, maybe??). Anyhow, the woodstove works just fine, I brought up lots of paper for lighting it, There's enough wood outside to melt the snow inside, and all we need now is kindling. And Spring. The fly paper did its thing, and more flies have arrived to replace those who have gone to Never-Never land. Hi, Ed! Missed you!