After waking up to a chilly morning, though I did have the heat on some, and taking a nice warm shower, I stepped outside to grab Karzas water bowl to fill it for the day. I could not believe what I saw... it was frozen. I'm not talking about a little ice sheet on top of water but solid frozen, with a little water on the bottom. I couldn't believe it!
It makes me think about people ho live even colder conditions and those who like it, like Arlene Blum, whose book I am reading. I cannot imagine camping in snow; hell, I haven't even seen it and though I would like to attempt skiing, if it's going to be in weather like that, I think I'll pass. I just don't see what is nice about being so cold you don't want to move or so layered with clothing to stay warm you can't move. Perhaps my perception is skewed, but the humid tropics is sounding more and more tempting as the days go by. I think it would be wonderful to not have the temperature drop below 75 or 80 degrees Fahrenheit. Where one can enjoy the outdoors all year, not pining for them from inside a stuffy building.
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