My parents, with wonderful consideration to my career, gave me my very own copy of Agricola's De Re Metallica. C. thinks that someday I should try reading it cover to cover and not simply use it as a handy reference book.
It seems fitting, given that this was my second Christmas, that it snowed a fair amount last night, 6-8 inches. Unfortunately, it all compressed quite nicely and the world was full of messy slipperiness. I slipped quite a bit but happily never actually fell. Unsurprisingly, although I saw snow in the Pennines shortly after Christmas, the day itself was above freezing and sporadically sunny.