Love that one, Bill.
Just got back in from a trip to the firewood pile. I've been snowed in, with a pile of ice on the deck that wouldn't allow me to open the storm door. Finally got it melted enough (pans of hot water carried around from the front door) to chip a track for the storm door, so went out to replenish my wood... burned the last chunk I had inside this morning. WHEW. Thank goodness I was bright enough to wrap my head good because I didn't even make it down the steps when the wind came up... and boy, oh boy, do I know now what "wind chill" means. I used to laugh at the idea... but no more. It was a balmy 25 degrees when I went out, going to be much colder tomorrow. And more snow tonight. But I'm managing.