F, It’s Cold
First of all , let me say, I choose to live in Minnesota. Summers can’t be beat, however, they seem short compared to the brutal Winters. There have been worse winters than this one, but I tend to suppress bad weather memories.
This morning I woke up at 4:15, poured myself a cup of coffee and went to the door to let the dog out. I could be wrong, but I’m pretty sure I heard him say “F” when I opened the door. I promptly checked the local temp and I realized what my dog meant. Minus 28 degrees. I might have uttered the word myself.
It has seemed to be a longer winter than usual. Snow started in 2 months before the official start of Winter. Myself, I prefer the Decembers when people are worried there will be no snow for Christmas.
About 9 weeks until Spring. That would be a cold 9 weeks, which is longer than say, 9 weeks of summer.
F, it’s cold.