Saturday, February 13, 2016
Today I am grateful for arctic temperatures. I’m nuts! Perhaps. But how could I appreciate Spring if we didn’t have at least a few days that leave your fingers numb, your nose running and your forehead feeling like it just got botox? I need a real winter.
Then we went out and ran errands this afternoon and I almost got over it. Oh my, that wind! It cut through us like a frozen machete. And it’s going to do the same thing tomorrow if we decide to venture out, which I doubt. Because while it seems cold, but refreshing to me, Himself is not a fan. He looks betrayed every time a gust comes along.
When we lived in Jakarta, Indonesia, in tropical pollution, with temperatures perpetually hot enough to cook an egg on the patio, the thing I missed the most was the changing seasons. Not here. I sure know it’s winter today!