It is c.o.l.d. This is one of those times that I keep saying doesn't happen here often. But it does. It has. It is. On of my outside thermometers says 17°. The other, on the opposite side of the house, says 19°. Whichever is more accurate doesn't really matter when it is this cold. If you recall, I like cold weather more than hot. But this is more than necessary.
It snowed overnight, not a lot, definitely a little more on top of our tracks in the older snow. I'm supposed to get another 2-4 inches of snow today and tonight, with possible another inch tomorrow. It is foggy, too. I can't see as far as the road. Brrrrrrrr!
I went out to fill the bird feeders and this is what one looked like. I had to bring it in and let it warm a little before I could fill it, because the button on the top that releases the lid was frozen solid! The feeders are full again, and the birds are all saying "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"
One of the hanging baskets that I didn't take down looks interesting. I didn't think the moss that lines it was hanging out that far. I was right! When I touched one it fell into my hand and immediately melted. Those long tendrils are purely ice and snow! Icy stalactites!
I guess I won't be going out today. I see not sensible reason for venturing out. I have just enough butter for my toast this morning, so I have to plan around that in cooking today, but otherwise, I don't really have to get out. Seems to me like an excellent day to stay parked, what do you think?
I'm still not feeling great, anyway. I'm better than yesterday, but my body is still not where it should be. I'll be glad when I am back to myself again. (You notice, I didn't say "normal"!!) OK, off to make that toast.