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The night camera didn't capture anything and there haven't been anymore of the weird tracks out in the snow. I'm amazed that the chickens are surviving this frigid weather. They all have heat lamps, but still, the wind chill has been just brutal. Danny stayed at Saintsbury for a couple of nights. He's in a cabin on top of a mountain and Saturday morning a hummingbird flew into his window, looked at him as if to say "hi" and then flew back out. Pretty great. Took the Christmas decorations down yesterday while Jay was taking a nap, then he, Celeste and myself took a ride up to the Michener Museum. There is an Edward Weston exhibit that was wonderful. I'm especially loving his early work from 1911, along with the shell and rocks, and the tomato field. The peppers are still amazing. We also reviewed the New Hope artists that we've seen many times before, but each time I see them, they look better and different to me, all at the same time. I have a painting to show you, but I forgot to take a photo of it, so I'll do that tomorrow. I broke the window in the living room and then the glass door on the woodstove. I must be regaining my strength. Tonight we had salmon for dinner. It was wild-caught in Alaska. We joined an organic meat, fish, dairy and bread, buying club at Forks Farm, www.forksfarmmarket.com, so after watching FOOD, Inc. I'm feeling good about this salmon. It was just delicious. An enormous difference. Tomorrow Celeste is coming over and we're supposed to make Fleur de Sel caramels. That'll be interesting. That's it for tonight. Stay warm.