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It is, was, 12° F out there. It dropped to 6° to 8°. It really does often cool just at dawn. That shouldn't be a problem. I had thought I had acclimated to winter temperatures. Something in the air is different. Drier? Or wetter, but cold enough to change how it feels? I thought I might lose fingers or toes when watering the ducks shortly after waking.
I have started the grill, for beef delights, compliments to my brother. Even dressed well for the cold it really hit me. Even with the grill going, deliciously warm, glowing a bright orange, the cold is too intense to find a reprieve from regardless how close I get to the grill. Still, warm food, especially meat, and hot fatted coffee, will have to be the payoff.
So, am I freezing because of health, medicine, or just a special weather situation? I can't know. It might be a bit of each. Never mind, supper will fix it, I hope. If not, perhaps getting to dishes and a shower may. If all else fails, bundling to sleep should work. Good night, well and morning... day.
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