I'm still bundled up in my heaviest nightclothes, though it's close to 10 a.m. When we awoke this morning, it was 10 below zero and the mercury was still going DOWN. It ended up (last time we looked, after racing back under the covers) at minus 16. Now it has now warmed delightfully (?) to five below, enough for us to crawl reluctantly into the morning.
My brain has frozen; I may not produce anything more than this BLOG OF GREAT COMPLAINT for you today. It's FEBRUARY, for crying out loud! Good thing a human's tears are salty, or my eyeballs would have frozen!
Still... the beauty...