Summer was packing some heat but has put away his guns. We’re all looking down a long cold barrel dreaming of a time when we saw the sun. Sneezes and coughs and big atchoos. Wondering with dread what’s the use. Stomping feet on the ground to generate heat. Hands in gloves buried deep in pockets. Woolly hats trying to cover frosty ears. The first month is the coldest it's been in years. Hard to remember it being as cold as this. It must be the coldest on record. Nature playing an ice cold tune, not a hot lick in sight.