We had an intruder on the farm last night. He hasn't quite shown himself, but he left evidence that he snuck in last night while I was sleeping. There was ice on the pond and the thermometer out on the barn read 12 degrees this morning. He's old man winter and his arrival can be felt here at the farm. I don't like him, after all I didn't invite him. He just barged in and decided he would stay a while. He made himself right at home too. I think he turned the thermostat down because it was cold in the house when I got up this morning. He does this about this same time every year, and he never really says when he's leaving.