And as bright as the light is, streaming into this morning room, the purring furnace tells me it's still cold out there. I'm happy to wait until it's purring a little less before I venture out.
Yesterday's stroll was a hurried one: I threw on a down vest and dashed out the door. It wasn't until I rounded the corner that I realized I needed a hat and gloves.
The frigid fast-walk refreshes and energizes ... but I'm hoping for a warmer amble today.