Permafrost

Kitchen

A Bed room (very messy version)

Living room

The Canadian cold has snuck down across the great lakes and smothered campus. It was a wet silent invasion; the kind that muffles every sound and enhances every smell. Freshness, wood smoke, and wet leaves; the scents that greet my nose as I carry my books to the coffee shop. I watched the invasion from the wires of the ropes course. It swarmed through the hemlocks and before I realized it the trees changed from fall to winter. It happens. Tonight our dorm will celebrate with a welcoming ritual.