The frigidity of our weather this season is enough to burn the skin off my lips! Ouch. It's painful when the daytime high temps remain below freezing and drop even further down to 2°F (-16 °C) at night - time to stay in bed, methinks.
Our fallen tree is frozen in time, and casts a beautiful shadow, like that of a giant stick insect on the ice. All the water that had rained onto the top of the previously thin ice and snow has become rock hard in these subzero conditions.
I think the cats have the right idea about where to be. As for me, I'm wrapped up in so many layers that it's hard to bend at my joints - I feel like a Michelin man.
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