So cold so cold so so so so cold...

How cold is cold is cold is cold is cold? It’s just

way way way way way way way too cold. :)

Too cold to hold the steering wheel, even with padded mittens!

So cold that fingertips burrrrrrrrn

So cold that the nose –if exposed-- quickly turns the pink of a rose.
Only stalwart birds venture out to the feeders!

Chimneys pipe out circles of hot breath.

People bundle up in so many layers of hats and scarves and hoods

that you cannot tell who they are. 

Cars don’t start

or if they do,

they groan

and squeak

in all of their metal joints

when you turn the ignition.

But then

comes a morning

like this one, the sky

as clear as blue crystal

You sigh and

you say

oh well the air might be as fierce as white cold fire out there

but it’s still one grandly beautiful day.