If you live anywhere but the Southern tip of New Mexico,
you’ll know what I’m talking about when I say that January has been brutally cold.
And fickle.
Like, two days of sunny 40’s,
in which we all high-fived each other
and wore sweatshirts.
Besides that, we spent all our spare time loading on and stripping off the layers.
Oh, the layers.
-70 below windchill?
Why, I don’t feel a thing. Bless your heart. Have another cup of coffee?
And so, while the rest of the country is moaning about their cold little toes,
we’re just busy … doing our thing.
Everyone knows Minnesotans OWN winter.
p.s.
I hope you appreciate that I wore 35 articles of clothing for these photos.
Love!