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photo by Mary Vee
Winter has pillaged my neck of the woods. 
Did you know that when temperatures dip sub zero it's too cold to snow? Snow is actually a sign that temperatures are warming.
I'm an outdoor girl, but even these temps convinced me to hanker inside. The furnace has worked overtime duking it out with the sub zero temps outside and barely surviving. The thermostat, set for 65, hasn't eeked above 61 yet. 





I say, in between chores, let's find a good book, a hot cup of coffee, hot chocolate, or tea, a comfy chair, and dive into a warmer place.

 If you need a suggestion, my holiday book, Anders' Redemption is available in paperback and ebook to read right now. This photo was sent to me from a reader. Seemed the best photo for today's post, don't you agree? 
Here is the link: Amazon

An advantage to ebooks is you can buy them and read them within in minutes...
and stay warm.


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quietspirit said…
Hubby and I are hunkered down. He did manage to go to the store for chili fixings. He brought home more than what he went for. Our prayer cell meeting got canceled for today. It's just too cold for us old people.
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