I’ve discovered that a good walk or run keeps my reliably freezing toes and fingers much warmer for hours afterward, so I went out this morning for a solo stroll. Temp about 10°F (-12°C), with a biting wind from the east. Hundreds and hundreds of Canada geese noisily rafting together on the gradually freezing Zumbro River. Light but steady snow gently fuzzing the world. Quite lovely.
A told me last night that the record low here for December 6 is -28°F (-33°C), set back in the ’70s. So this morning was really a walk on the beach. Tomorrow: board shorts, Hawaiian shirt, and sandals, dude.