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That is the temperature this morning. In Deg F. Not including wind chill. It feels like -20 deg F, what with the 25 mph winds. Cold.

Also, ice is on.

I am watching a robin outside my window. Robins used to be migratory birds around here, that left for the coldest parts of the year. Lately, some of them have stayed all year, making appearances on days like this, when, let's face it, if you were going to go south for the winter, you'd want to be there now. I feel bad for it, landing in various bushes, never finding shelter from the wind, flitting to the next one... Hope it's OK.

And speaking of things I feel bad for, I hope the voles are OK out there. There's not much snow, and the snow that is there is rather ice-chunky. I hope they have enough to insulate themselves subnivean-ly, because it would be a chilly day to be an exposed vole. I love voles... let's not think about it anymore, since there's nothing I can do for them.