Brethren, it is flat COLD out there.
Today I saw something I’ve never seen before in my life: the wind had rolled its own snowballs.
I feel really honored that the wind thought of making “rare meteorological phenomena” in my backyard.
I don’t get how they could turn on their sides (as above) without breaking. They’re not packed hard. The minute I touched one, it crumbled to powder.
I know what I’m thinking. Stir fry and homemade dinner rolls.
How are you staying warm, safe, and busy? Any tips, recipes, or topics of general disinterest?
Tomorrow I’ll give you a question to hash, in my usual manner—and after that some psycho ideas to blast you out of orbit (er, maybe not)—and after that a disclaimer that says I really don’t know what I am talking about. That’s how we do it around here.
Adios! Hot drinks all around.