The Author is urging me to put on my boots and go out with him. But I’m sitting here by the fire, with the warmth of my laptop to keep me cosy, and by contrast, it’s not exactly inviting outside. Minus 10 Celcius, to be exact.
I know that in the grand scheme of things, our cold weather is pretty inconsequential. We barely have a frost, the water in the wheelbarrow has only a skim of ice on top, and the palm tree is alive and well. Really, when some of you are braving temperatures of -20F, it’s quite churlish of me to complain. Continue reading