Winter Whining

Over the weekend, winter bared its teeth, and bit us hard.

How cold was it?

Cold enough to dig out the winter hat I bought in Russia and thought I’d never wear.

Cold enough to actually wear it.

Cold enough for the snow to protest with a high pitched squeak as you drive over it.

Cold enough for frostbite to threaten any sliver of exposed skin.

Cold enough for me.

Remember what sweltering in 34C was like?

Yeah, me neither ๐Ÿ™‚

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12 thoughts on “Winter Whining

  1. Oh, I remember. Thanks to climate change, I no longer look forward to summer. It is just relentless heat, humidity, and bugs. I tend to say that I’ll take the cold over the heat unless it’s snowing, but our rain has gotten so bad, that it’s no picnic to drive in either. I’d rather be cold than hot, but I really dread precipitation in modern times. I’m more of a fall/spring girl. Unfortunately, those two seasons are about three days long now. You know what? I’ll just stay inside with a good book or ten.

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