On my way to school I went stopped to get a picture of the house construction surrounded by snow. I was sure no one would be working in this weather-it was 18 degrees and the ground was still covered in a layer of ice and snow.
I was shocked to see the workers there, building away in the cold. They had built a little campfire near the road and someone had stopped to warm his hands by the fire. I took a minute to chat with him and thank him for working on our house in this awful weather, which he seemed to appreciate. The entrance, with makeshift steps going to the door.
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