Friday, January 28, 2011

Cold? Not really.

Life In Sheridan:

One area where there are no Absolute Truths is in personal temperature measurement. When the thermometer says 35 degrees we think, "Great! It isn't cold and we can go outside and play." We'd go swimming in the river if it wasn't covered with ice.

The nice thing about going for a walk in the evening this time of year is you have a 1/2 mile warning when a car is coming up behind you because of the headlights.

Walking on white fluffy snow is the only sure footing in the winter. What looks like dry concrete may actually be black ice.

We don't stress out about the dog running away. He won't even go outside when it is cold and dark.

Snowmobiles are like motorcycles: Some are nice and quiet and elegant and smooth which indicates kind and considerate owners. Others are loud and smelly.

A warm hat is a blessing.

DWH

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