Minnesota, the Frozen State

It is frigid, below zero, oh and did I mention that it is so cold that it hurts the skin on my face when I am outside? It is truly brutal. Each and every day I walk with Mr. Duncan (his rules), and so I am exposed to the arctic air for a lengthy amount of time. It makes me tough I suppose, but am I a little zany to be out walking in dangerously cold weather even though I am so bundled up that I resemble Nanook of the North? Absolutely. But there are others who are also out walking with their pups, amazingly so. My Tennesee cousin says the Norwegian in me will keep me warm, and yes, I guess he is right. Crazy though, we all of us are here in Minnesota. There are definate perks to my madness though, last Sunday while out walking in our favorite woods, we were rewarded with the site of a large and very beautiful red tailed hawk. This was a definate thrill, and well worth feeling, well, frozen kinda like a swowman. Ah well, January is the coldest month, things can only improve, I hope!




The "my toes in the sand" picture does warm me up a little :)