We have a whole 2° on the Front Porch. At least the winds are calm. No wind chill to contend with. 76% humidity and fair skies top of the morning weather breakfast. I don't wanna leave the cave yet. Blasted paycheck. What a tyrant. Oh well. When I stepped out on the Porch I hadn't checked the weather yet so the 2° came as a bit of a shock. I stood frozen on the spot for so long listening (I heard a crow somewhere), looking (not a creature was stirring nearby) and trying to feel the morning... which isn't an easy thing to do as 2° is pretty numbing... anyway, I stood still so long my right slipper froze to the Porch!! That was a rather new experience. Walked right out of it trying to turn around and open the door. A bare foot on a 2° porch is not a pleasant sensation. My right heel is still slightly angry with me for that one. Done. Got nuttin. Movin' on. May your naked heels never tread on ice in 2° weather. LIVE LAUGH LOVE, my Fellow Travelers!
Chimneys... doncha love 'em?
