Today was cooking class, we made soda bread, it wasn't great but they covered it with butter and jam. It was pouring rain when I went to get everybody a package of farce (ground beef) from the freezer in the cheese room. If you come to class, you get a package every week to take home. This morning it was about eight C. but when the first boy came to class, he said that it was supposed to freeze and snow, and before eleven o'clock, it was freezing on Garry's car windshield.
We had told the students that we were going to go to the grocery store in Zaporosia tonight, but that didn't happen. By twelve thirty it was snowing hard outside, Garry ran outside to let the white hen that escapes every day back in the pen before we ate lunch, she was looking pretty sad outside in the blowing snow.
Garry went to get a haircut at 1:30 (the girl who has cut his hair since we moved here was in the village) and said the temperature had dropped to minus six. Unfortunately there's a layer of ice and mud under the snow.
Needles had come in with the students when it was raining and around two he was yowling because he thought he wanted to go out. He went out into the porch with me, and jumped back six inches as he started out the front door and discovered the snow.
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