Sometimes it helps to share with others what bugs your mind.
They may have a solution, a kind word, or a smile of encouragement.
This week my thursday bug is:
Wind chills below zero bug me. I mean the kind of cold that freezes the hairs in your nostrils the minute you walk out the door. The kind of cold that makes you gasp. The kind of cold that you feel deep in your bones, thinking you will never thaw.
Snow, I can live with. Thirty below zero, I can't.
1 comment:
I agree. I don't like the snow though. Maybe it is because we live out in the sticks and plows are last to get here so we get snowed in a lot.
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