Our city is having unheard of low temperatures these days and boy can we feel it! We have those beautiful hundred year old leaded-glass windows that force you to keep the heat going at full tilt every minute of the day or else you have to walk around the house looking like this! If truth be told Clara is actually my cold-blooded off spring who would happily play outside in a t-shirt, if I let her. This was just her way of showing me how funny she can be.
A Little Lesson:
When it gets this cold I think of the Robert Frost poem I learned in grade eight:
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold of those who favor fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
That for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
A Little Lesson:
When it gets this cold I think of the Robert Frost poem I learned in grade eight:
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold of those who favor fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
That for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
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