It's a sacrifice to be cold. It is. My toes don't quite reap the benefits of circulation. My nose is red and cold to the touch. I have a fire going in all three fireplaces. I have to bundle up to hit the fridge in the garage. On this bright, sunny, cold day with a beautiful carpet of white, the cold was worth it. Enough said!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
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