It is so cold here that there are no polite words to describe it. Even P and M are complaining, and they are never cold. A has developed chilblains, which you can read about here. (She is fine now, by the way.) It is so cold that when it hits 20 I am inspired by how warm it feels, so warm that maybe I’d even consider ice-skating outdoors. No relief ahead, according to the weather report. I’ll have to while the winter away with images of sun and warmth. Hope I can make it through.