I heard the furnace running before I opened my eyes. I did not hear the furnance stop.
I heard my dear wife Karen open the door to the back porch to step out and open the back porch door so Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle could do her Tuesday morning thing and felt the dog bound back up on the bed next to me in what seemed to be a flash.
Time to get up and face reality in our cherished Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood.
Ellie B is back on the bed covers. She’s not stirring even after I poured her breakfast cup of food into her bowl.
It’s looking absolutely frigid no matter my vantage point. No steps were taken outside to capture these shots with my iPad Air.
OK, let’s get a sharper shot on the situation with the new LG.
The true tale of the degree of this morning cold is seen on the bottom right. That’s minus-5 F at 7:51 a.m.
Don’t worry, it has to get better, right?
Nope. Make it minus-7 F at 8:02 a.m. That’s straight temperature, mind you, not wind-chill. The local weather guy Peter just told me that’s 20-below.
Good morning from Syracuse, N.Y. I hear Karen stirring still as she gets ready to depart for her job at SMG. I’m again working from right here on my recliner in the living room. Better deal this day for me. I’ve already pulled out my new Syracuse hoodie as the shirt of the day anyway.
What’s the coldest it’s gotten this winter where you live? Did you have to go out in the cold, or did you get to stay home? What do you do to fight the cold?