It was -12 degrees F this morning. My car did not want to start. My dog was shivering so badly she could hardly stand. My winter jacket, which was fully dry, somehow managed to freeze on the two-minute walk to get the paper at the end of the driveway.
I was just starting to enjoy winter...the flocked evergreen trees, the sparkly walkways, the icy maple tree branches, deep breaths of clean fresh cold air...and this morning, I could hardly breathe in because it actually hurt. My eyelashes froze.
I want to snap my fingers and have it be springtime. Or at least +20 degrees F. But this will help me appreciate the spring rains so much more, I suppose. And hot tea.
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