I pushed myself to get out and walk today, not knowing how grimly cold it’ll be tomorrow—and, more so, the next day. There’s a giant culvert behind the fringe of hanging vines, with flowing water. But not by dawn tomorrow. I just heard a meteorologist say we may not have above-freezing temps for the next four days.
Fortunately, I have a giant down coat—ugly but functional—so I…should…be able to get out. And a face-covering hat (also ugly). And thinsulate gloves (very worn, but still; neither ugly nor pizzazz-y).