After enjoying weeks of mild, 50 degree weather, I think it is safe to say that 23 degrees is unbearably cold. But we don’t consider things in the conventional way here…for while the fire blazes in the fireplace, here is what’s going on outside:
Breakfast. Outside. In the frigid 23 degree air. They loved it.
The dogs (we are dogsitting this week) and I watched from the heated indoors.



I had a beautiful run outside this morning, so I appreciate the guys’ love for being outside. I assume they had the space heater going.