Hey! It's Winter!

So far we are very lucky to have a nicely warmed home. I will say that the bathroom is only +60° and that is because we keep the "back rooms" closed. Of course the bedroom ceilings are still open to the rafters but that's OK. 

I found this poem years ago and changed it to suit my state. I also have saved the graphic, and now have made it into a photomanipulation to show you what happened in the old days gone by. Ummmm.... Keep warm folks. Count your blessings. Mother Nature is in control even over Old Man Winter.

A Pennsylvania Poem

It’s winter in Pennsylvania

And the gentle breezes blow

Seventy miles an hour

At thirty-five below.

Oh how I love Pennsylvania

When the snow’s up to your butt

You take a breath of winter air

And your nose gets frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful,

So I guess I’ll hang around

I could never leave Pennsylvania

‘Cause I’m frozen to the ground!

~orig. by Tom Weaver, MN~

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