The builders have arrived, and the bathroom project is officially under way.

Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, the water heater is ailing. I popped into the furnace room-cum-wine cellar yesterday and found that its drip pipe had dumped some four gallons of water into the bucket that lives under it just in case. Well, I'm so glad that the bucket was (and still is) there; four gallons of water on that floor would be no damn' fun at all.

And it's snowing again in southwestern Ontario, because of course it is.