Cold Weather and A Good Book

Glad to see the cold weather clear out of Wyoming. I watched the Packer, 49er game last night and felt bad for everyone there. I know some fans love the idea of attending one of the all time coldest games, but not me. Living in Wyoming I have experienced many cold weather days and now when it gets down to ten above, or colder, I stay inside. Did some ice-fishing when I was younger, but no more – too cold, I’ll stay inside with a warm drink and my easy chair.

Today it is back in the 30s and will be 40s the rest of the week. Here in the winter if it gets to mid-40s, with little or no wind, I head for the golf course.

How did I spend my cold weather time?

 Finished reading Lawrence Block’s, The Burglar Who Counted Spoons, I am a huge Block fan and this was another terrific book in the series. He is my favorite mystery writer, great stories, told with humor and remarkable writer imagination.

Just started Richard S. Wheeler’s, An Accidental Novelist - A Literary Memoir, this is a must read, can’t put it down.

 

So Cold the Old Cow Gave Ice Cream

Looks like it will get really cold tomorrow. Here in Wyoming we are used to it. Two years ago I walked to work (three blocks) with temperature -38 and wind chill of -52. Can’t say we get used to it, but you get to where you put up with it. The upside, our summers in Wyoming are spectacular as is late spring and fall. I hope everyone listens to the weather and stays home when the temps dip so low, it is supposed to be short lived, maybe one day and gone.

I remember as a kid growing up in the fifties and going out to milk the cow early in the morning. It was the first week of February and at five in the morning the temperature hovered between -30 and -35. I milked ol’ Bessie as fast as I could and ran into the house with a full bucket of ----you guessed it --- Ice Cream, yep, it was really that cold.

How Cold Was It ?

Cold here today, 12 was the high and the wind chill never reached warmer than -10. So cold out I took my cup of hot tea out on the deck, tossed it in the air and caught it in a glass, aah, iced tea. Looks like everything will be froze up here by tomorrow morning.  At least I won’t need to water the flowers for a few days, tried today, but every time I poured water on the beautiful freeze dried flowers they broke of when the cup full of solid ice hit them—oh well!