I believe I am getting acclimated to the cold. I went for a walk to the lake as it snowed. On the way, I pass an old tractor that never moves. The path narrows. Bunny tracks, they walk with me. Started doing that in summer when I walked with the ponies. In the distance, the lake appears. Sturdy sentinels stand silent watch. On the way back, Solandana just down the road.