Winter is a time for puzzles. There's always one in the process of being put together on the coffee table in front of the fireplace. Last summer, when we were up on Lake Superior at Whitefish Point, I purchased this puzzle of the iron freighter "Edmund Fitzgerald" which sank in November 1975 and is remembered today thanks to Gordon Lightfoot's ballard. The copper top coffee table is new this year and made the sky of this puzzle particularly difficult as it was hard to pick out the pieces on the table. The Big Fritz puzzle is now back in its box and another puzzle is being worked on. Of course, the real Big Fritz sits on the bottom of the lake in 500 feet of water.
It's been cold here, but no real accumlation of snow. I went for a walk with the dog on the North Country Trail late yesterday afternoon. It's always nice to walk at twilight, to see the setting sun set the western sky on fire. It was cold. When I took my cap off too cool my head, I quickly developed a headache. The light coating of snow crunched under my feet. Stars were popping out by the time I got back to my truck.