Have I mentioned that it is cold in our neck of the woods? The kind of weather where it is hard to think about anything else. The kind of weather where I am beyond thinking the pipes may freeze and just surprised that the electricity is not frozen in the wires, and that the birds can still sing. Somehow in a cartoon-like version of reality, I expect the twitters to come out of their beaks, freeze solid, and then shatter as they fall to the ground.
I sure hope Phil's right, but with this kind of weather it really doesn't seem possible. But, as Captain Jack Sparrow says, "Not probable!" So I guess we'll just have to wait and see!
