Last week we had a couple of relatively warm days and we dared to think that spring might be on the way. Wrong... so wrong. We had another snowstorm, followed by some of the coldest days this winter. I stepped out the door to go to church this morning, and was hit by -28 wind chill, the kind of cold that freezes the insides of your nose when you breathe, then burns all the way down to your lungs.
The nephews don't seem to mind- especially since it's March Break- but frankly, I'm getting a bit tired of going about dressed like Nanook of the North. I like winter and all, but enough is enough.