>>>A poem . . . simply entitled . . . "To the ground"
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>It's winter in Canada!
>>>And the gentle breezes blow
>>>Seventy miles an hour
>>>At thirty-five below.
>>>Oh, how I love Canada
>>>When the snow's up to your butt
>>>You take a breath of winter
>>>And your nose gets frozen shut.
>>>Yes, the weather here is wonderful
>>>So I guess I'll hang around
>>>I could never leave Canada
>>>I'm frozen to the friggin' ground!
>>
>>That could be a Loudon Wainwright lyric. Funny!
>
>
>Today's weather
>Today Sunny. High minus 30.
>Tonight A few clouds. Low minus 40.
>Monday Sunny. High minus 27.
>Tuesday Sunny. Low minus 43. High minus 25.
>Present temp minus 35
Holy moley. Are those temperatures or wind chills? (My definition of wind chill temperatures: a way of making us feel worse than we already do). Either way, it's damned cold.
Here it's a balmy 33 degrees Fahrenheit at the moment. Book your Round Lake holiday reservations now.
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