it's -14*F as i write this and the cold mist/fog is rising off the black river which runs by the plant, it's getting to be a bit overcast now so has warmed up quite a bit the last couple of hours, was in the -25*F range overnight, it seems that this cold has not only chilled my bones but it has chilled my whole being, when it's cold for any lenght of time it seems that i not only tire physically but mentally as well, i long to be warm, i long to be able to take a walk in the warm spring air, of course as twain would say i spoil that walk but taking a long a bag of sticks, and hitting little white balls, but i would trend to disagree with twain and say the golf is a walk made infinitely better, in fact blogging is something that i do to replace golf, i will find it interesting to see if when i'm able to play again, probably mid april if the weather will allow it, if i still blog at a regular rate, at this point i don't know if blogging is just a passing fancy or if it will bore it's way into my being and consume me.........