The wind is sincerely howling around the house. I can hear it trying to reach down our chimney, but I have that fireplace so stoked with wood that there's not a chance it will get through.
What does one do as the temperature plumets from 35 degrees to -4 in just a few short hours? If you're born and raised up north, you get the heck outside and get as much vitamin D as you can while the sun doth shine, my friends. Throw on some extra clothes and play a little boot hockey. (or sit in your heated car and take pictures of your husband and his friends - it really was too cold).
I took a stroll through our local park and admired the ice sculptures. I guess it wasn't technically a stroll. More like a moment of hopping up and down trying to keep warm with my back to the wind and cursing like a sailor.
This one was my favorite sculptures - a growler - what do you call them in your neck of the woods? You know - a big jug of beer that you can have filled at your local brewery and bring it home to enjoy. Ours is The Excelsior Brewing Company - and low and behold, they have a blog.
This chilly day was also "Hockey Day Minnesota". The highlight for me was watching a high school varsity hockey game being played outside - "pond hockey" style. Go Benilde! (they lost) I watched this game
. . . from the comfort of my couch. With half of my family and the half empty growler close by. No judgement, right? The other half was . . . playing hockey. I prefer the spectator sports myself.
And now, the sun has set. All are sleeping - I am here next to the fire working on a Valentine's Day bunting for a friend. It's so cute, though. This might find a home right here.
Happy Hockey Day to all and to all a warm and peaceful night.