Snowing today, 30 degrees. We had a white Christmas here, with a little bit of snowfall but not enough to make the roads bad. Since then it has snowed off and on, with a very steady snowfall today.
I love the way the arched bridge looks spanning a white blanket.
Christmas was wonderful -- trip to LA with Tom and Joanna, then to Denver with Greg and Sass, back here when Hope and Steve came down. A pre-Christmas lunch with Ellen and Angela and Mary Alice, and Christmas dinner at Pam's.
It's full on winter now, though we have passed the winter solstice and days will now get longer. But I can never, never get warm in the house. Why?
On a still day outdoors a temperature of 68 or 70 degrees is really pleasant. In the house it is chilly, surfaces you touch are noticeably cold, and skin that is not covered with clothing or a scarf gets goosebumps. It's uncomfortable and it's relentless all day long.
The heat cranks all day and the inside temp registers 70. I wear heavy socks, layers of clothing, bulky sweaters / sweatshirts, and make sure to have my neck covered. Why is it so uncomfortable at 70 compared to the same temperature outside? Even upholstered chairs are cold to sit on!