Our love was like a burning ember
It warmed us as the cold wind blow
We had springtime in December
And grew our roses in the snow.
(Thank you Emmylou Harris & Ricky Skaggs)
It is really, really cold out. Not only is it cold, but the wind is blowing. Pickles the dog doesn't seem to care one way or the other, but for the humans in the house, it's an issue.
Where did those warm November days go to? And when will they return?