It has been cold outside, people. Anyone south of the Mason-Dixon line, stop agreeing with me. You don't even know. I hibernated in the house for 3 days (along with 5 others, so that was peaceful... or something). They have closed school. Many people have spent their yearly vacation budget on snowplowing and antifreeze. After being stuck inside, everyone seems to be sick. That's okay though, because when you go outside your nasal passages freeze, so you can't feel a thing anyway. Seasonal Affective Disorder is rearing it's ugly head, and it seems to be contagious.
I am of the mindset that winter should be a steady 30 degrees (cold enough for snow, but not 40 degrees below zero) and only last 2 months. Call me an optimist.
But I woke up the other day to find the payoff for our misery:
Um, wow. That's all I have to say.
1 comments:
Gorgeous. I was just saying to Corey that we haven't had any good hoarfrost yet this year. And ours wasn't nearly as thick as yours. Kinda makes it worth it, doesn't it?
Kinda?
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