It was 22 degrees here last night. The neighbor ran his frost protection sprinklers for his late-harvest Gewurztraminer all night. (Somehow, when you coat the vines in water, the process of freezing water actually creates heat and protects the grapes. Go figure.) Anyway, lucky for us, we can hear his pump from our house. Sounds like a big-rig's idling right outside the bedroom window. MMMM.... peaceful. Looking forward to next spring's frost season.