This morning at 7:00 AM the thermometer reads -7 degrees F. My dear son is headed outside for the day, to the Klondike Derby, where the Boy Scouts practice winter skills like ice rescue. I believe they do this on a tarp spread over solid ground. I hope they practice skills such as keeping hands warm when it’s -7.
My job is to provide soup. I much prefer this to ice rescue practice.
Yesterday was even colder, with a high of -4F. It probably will turn out to be the coldest day of the winter here. I’m sure it’s colder in places like Minnesota and Canada, but -4 is cold enough for me. The kids decided it was finally time to go sledding.
My job is to provide soup. I much prefer this to ice rescue practice.
Yesterday was even colder, with a high of -4F. It probably will turn out to be the coldest day of the winter here. I’m sure it’s colder in places like Minnesota and Canada, but -4 is cold enough for me. The kids decided it was finally time to go sledding.
2 comments:
We went sledding a couple days before this.
This post bears a certain resemblance to an e-mail I received....
You couldn't pay me enough to go sledding when it's -4 degrees. I don't like to sled when it's 30 degrees.
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