Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Ruffed Grouse track

It's cold. It was a -1 degree on the way to bowling at 6 p.m. It was -16 on the way home and it still has all night to drop more. In my mind, the last half of February is getting close to March. March means spring. Ergo, it won't get so cold anymore once we make it past Valentine's Day. So these kind of temps, this late in the winter, seem extra brutal. (It doesn't matter that every year we get exceedingly cold in late February and even early March.) All I can say is, "Come on Global Warming."

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