Baby, it’s cold outside…
We have plenty of snow on the ground in Northern Colorado, and the temperatures are slipping to below zero tonight. My husband and I left Florida when we retired so we could enjoy change of seasons. We’re getting exactly what we asked for. I will not complain about the snow or the cold.
I will, however, wear more clothes the next time I come to our Northern Colorado Writers studio to write. The ceilings here are pretty high, the heat blowers are up by the ceiling, and heat rises. While typing this post, I’m huddled over my laptop with my extra-warm Colorado State University jacket tucked in around my lap to keep my legs warm.
But these are small inconveniences, and sometimes wonderful things happen when we least expect them. In my case, a writer/blogger friend dropped by the studio and handed me a bag of her homemade baklava and koulourakia (do I have that right, Kay?). I sampled one of the cookies before she was barely out the door. Absolutely delicious! So I had another one.
And now I’m feeling warm all over.