When The Man Of Few Words ‘n’ I moved here a decade ago (during the summer), I was looking forward to a respite from the bone-chilling winters I’d previously experienced in Minnesota. New terrain, new seasons to assimilate.
Plus, I knew how to dress warmly.
Surprise, surprise… that winter Oklahoma had record-breaking lows.
Fast forward to 2018. I’ve officially become a weather wimp. Whenever our temps dip below 60º (15.5º C for my Southern hemisphere pals) I’m cold! I’m talkin’: put on a heavy sweater and socks — possibly a pair of ear muffs or a stocking hat (inside) — and throw on two more blankets at night.
My hardier ancestors would be chagrined.
Above is a photo out our frozen front door, but I still find frost beautiful.
Every season has highs and lows, no matter what the temperature is (inside or out) and/or how many blankets you have to pile on.
Think warm thoughts and experience the JOY of transition.
Enjoying the unprecedented cold front… and hopefully 70º on Sunday,