We have snow, long icicles and hoarfrost on the windows. I thought I knew what cold was, but trying to walk the dog yesterday in minus 11 degree temperatures introduced me to a whole new experience. Yet, I am taking heart. All the catalogs are touting winter sales which can only mean that warm temperatures will be returning, well, someday. Meanwhile, lots of time to pull the aghan up close on the couch and watch Jack Frost paint pictures.
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