Usually Vachel doesn’t work for his food, but I suppose exceptions must be made. Sigh.

This is one of those strips you may not quite get if you’re not from colder climates. But that’s kinda what you have to do when your car is stuck in snow, rock it back and forth until it gets up over the lip of the hole it has dug for itself. I have done it MANY times growing up. And yup, some of those times, with the wheels spinning and not getting traction, slush has gotten tossed back on me.

A very quiet play-out of Vachel’s being concerned for Dee and fears that she might be taken away.

It was fun imagining this, that the people would freeze, and be preserved like that until spring for his delight. And at the same time, it was not fun at all imagining this.