Friday, February 13, 2015

Cold



It was cold Thursday morning. The temperature kept falling and the winds kept increasing all day long.

It was 14 degrees with light snow at noon when I went to Time Out (cheeseburger and creamy chicken and potato soup – both excellent).

It wasn't even 12:30 p.m., so I took a ride down through Hines Park to see how it was surviving the winter. I slammed on the brakes when I saw what I swear was a coyote walking across the snow and ice on Newburgh Lake! I watched it until it disappeared from sight (luckily there was no traffic).

It was 12 degrees at 5:00 p.m., driving home.

I got inside and hunkered down.

I warmed up some linguine with clams for dinner and loved it again.

I watched some taped TV after the news.  Then I went around, dealing with the wind chill warning. I opened the kitchen cupboard door under the sink and let the faucet downstairs in the laundry tub drip.

Then I added a blanket to the bed and shivered in the sheets until my body heat warmed the bed up.

But the cold even invaded my dreams. I dreamt about finding little puppies and kittens shivering out in the snow… weird…

2 comments:

  1. I can't wait to find out what dreams you have this weekend when you go sub-zero. If there was ever a weekend to watch The Thing, this is it.

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