For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Here we are. Beginning our trek across the frozen wasteland which in summer would be called a lake. On our way to look for insulators. In February yet. With 3 feet of snow on the ground. But dad thought it would be perfect to… Continue Reading “Winter Insulators Again, Part 2.”
Finally he called to me to come over to where he was sitting. By this time I was nearly frozen. Are we leaving? Of course not, said dad. But you can stay here for a while and I will get those crossarms. Let me… Continue Reading “Winter Insulators! Part 4.”