Twenty-four degrees for the high today. In our house, where there's no insulation, the cold finds a way in through the cracks in the walls and around the windows. We learned quickly, this year, to dress in layers. To wear scarves inside. To gather in one room, beneath quilts and comforters, waiting for the space heater to work its magic.
We're cranky and irritated, cooped up, all of us, in one room with two energetic dogs and a cat. We need to get out.
We bundle up in hats, scarves, boots and gloves; clip a leash on one of the dogs; and head for the woods.
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