Living in the North (Interior British Columbia) means that during the winter our days are fairly short. From our house, when we do get a clear day, the only view of the sun we get is through the trees on the neighboring property. The winter sun never climbs very high in the sky, it just skims through the trees, then disappears behind the mountains.
I was reminded of that a few minutes ago when I looked out of the kitchen window and saw the golden glow of the sun just breaking the horizon. The time was 8:45.
I guess I should be happy that we are seeing the sun at all. For days and days now, the skies have been overcast with cloud. During the winter, clear skies often mean cold temperatures. This morning it was -21°C (-5°F), so I have some birch firewood burning in our wood stove.
I made some soup yesterday in the Instant Pot and had no place to store it, since our refrigerator is still full of left over food from our Christmas Eve party. I ended up putting it outside on the balcony overnight. Of course, with our -15° overnight temperature, this morning when I brought the soup in, it was as hard as a brick, frozen solid. Now I have the soup sitting on top of our wood stove thawing out and heating up, so it will be ready to eat for lunch.
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