It was 7 degrees this morning when my marathon-training hubby went out for his 13 mile run. He’s a brave one. Plus, he’s got extra-special underclothes for super-cold days. I stayed in bed until it hit double digits.
I need spring to be here. But since it’s coming slowly, slowly, I try to remember what winter is for:
Thanks to Cindy at The Socratic Project for posting my meditation/rant on winter.