I awoke to the dulcet vocalizations of Van Morrison telling me that I'm sweet as Tupelo Honey on the clock radio. Turns out the DJ was being punny, because the temperature was 2 below zero downtown and even worse at my place which is a bit farther from the Lake. We had a temperature of negative four degrees farenheit
(-4 F) That's minus 20 (-20) on the celsius scale. Brrrrrrrrrr!!!!
I shuffled into the kitchen all crabby and creaky and as I was making our lunches noticed the most fantastic crimson, amber, violet and golden sunrise bouncing off the snow and the skyscrapers and the barenaked trees in 3D technicolor because of the cold, cold air and it was so magic.
I guess the winter has its pluses, too.