It's January and feels like winter

The temperature dropped seriously yesterday.  Things barely got over 1 F today, and have declined after dark:

That means:

• Two fires going, in the main basement one and the kitchen stove.
• Winter gear a necessity for going outside.
• Despite that, Owain and I love running outside without coats or shoes, then scrambling back inside, laughing.
• It's too cold for more snow to fall.
• No wind to speak of.

The appearance of the landscape changes somehow, becoming sharper, clarified:

Ceredwyn cooked potatoes for dinner, which came from our fall harvest.  That provision of spud stores feels urgent, now, considered against the biting cold.

(weather report from Wunderground)