Cold, so cold....

It's been a couple of days since I've posted and I've really very little to say.

The snow we were supposed to get Wednesday night pretty much proved to be a dud. Instead of 3-5 inches we got only one. Still, added to the one to one-and-a-half we had Tuesday night, there was enough to shovel. (Though not enough to use the thrower, dang it!) Terry and I got it all cleared in just about 2 hours. Luckily the winds never materialized either because the temperature Thursday morning at 8 AM was a mere 1 degree F. At least it was sunny most of the day with only the occasional flurry. The temperature soared to 10 degrees!

Little did I realize how welcoming those temperatures would seem. The mercury took a nosedive around here on Thursday night. Under the clear skies and moonlit snowscape, the morning low on Friday was minus 5 degrees. Friday's high temperature (still beneath a cloudless sky) was 8 degrees at 2:30 PM. Friday night it will get colder. Accu-Hunch says minus 10 degrees is possible.

Still, it could be worse. A short distance as the crow flies from the Bolt Hole in the southwest corner of the Adirondack Park, the temperature dropped to minus 22 degrees. Residents of Maine may have experienced an all-time low in the minus 50 degree range. (They are awaiting confirmation.) And let us not talk about the Windy City where it was both cold and...well...windy today. Ole Blasphemous Bill would have felt right at home. (Sam McGee, however, would have been slamming that boiler's door for sure.) You can hear Jean Shepherd read The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill.

(More on R.W. Service in the next post.)