This is how I’d feel if I had snow dumped on me. This branch looks as if every needle shot straight out when the cold hit it. Winter is almost officially here. I think my blood must be getting thinner every year…I have a harder and harder time preparing myself for the cold. It might have more to do with the wind. It sure seems as if Boston always has a cold wind slapping me in the face early in the morning. On the positive side it wakes me up and gets me walking a little bit faster to work.