This seems appropriate, I found it in The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady by Edith Holden
"Then came old January, wrapped well
In many weeds to keep the cold away
Yet did he quake and quiver like to quell
And blewe his nayles to warm them if he may;
For they were numbed with holding all the day,
An hatchet keene, with which he felled wood
And from the trees did lop the needlesse spray."
Faerie Queen, E. Spenser.
While watching birds and writing, I've been keeping toasty by the fire...this is my good cast iron friend "Lopi"...
This has a white acrylic undercoat on Stonehenge paper, water soluble tinted graphite, and pencil...January Dawn, Epiphany, 1/9/09
There...a little bit of this, a little bit of that...that's been my day!