When Jack Frost is at the gates, I suit up for war. It was one of those weeks when the weather was so brutal I tried to bundle up and then bundle up on top of that. The wind was so fierce vanity surrendered to a good wool hat; a plush scarf went over a warm scarf; a coat went over a jacket that went over three layers of shirts. And my personal favorite: a pair of thick, wool, over-the-knee socks went over a pair of knee-high socks.
And after all that bundling, on the inside, I was still screaming.
Stay warm, my friends.
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| source: mujer hoy photo credit: torkil gudnason |
Stay warm, my friends.
