Fourteen degrees by the house thermometer, ten degrees on the porch. None of this seems to bother the llamas too much - they're kushed at the bottom of the picture. Ian leaves for work before me and called to say that traffic was at a standstill and Chrissie said she drove ten miles before being able to shift into second. I called work and said I would be coming in an hour later and took this picture while I waited. It was a good call as everything had sorted itself out by the time I went in, heater blasting on full. No bumper cars for this chickie.