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W.H Hudson's Fur Trader where a trapper's dream was to make a bullet out of mercry. Now that is what I call cold, absolute zero. Over here we have wall to wall gloom. Yesterday we had a brief glimse of the sun then back to gloom. But windy, very windy 60mph today but up in Scotland they had 130mph. Bet that got the kilts moving. But on a brighter note the snowdrops are out in my garden so spring is a coming it's just taking a wee while to get here. Last year I put some up on Chris's Mum's grave and they are in flower as well.