We're visiting Scott's family in Illinois for Christmas and it is 2 degrees Farenheit outside.
The wind is blowing furiously, as though to force that biting chill into bundled-up passersby and through tightly-sealed cracks. The snow is piling up around the doors and windows. When I stepped out for a moment, the frigid air clean took my breath away and I could have sworn that my nose hairs froze.
I'm pretty sure that it's fatally cold out there.
It makes me grateful to be safe and warm in my in-laws home. It's a marvel that I can be appreciating air about 70 degrees warmer than the natural conditions.
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Speaking of heat: we're in Ohio! Talk about cold and windy! But it hasn't snowed one inch! Until this morning! It is white outside and yet warm and welcoming in. Now that is something to be grateful for!
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