The scientifically-inclined may pooh-pooh a "January thaw" and yet every year it seems to arrive -- not at any specific time, but sometime in January ... a warming trend that, as last night, confounds the extra blankets laid on the bed against frigid, star-lit temperatures.
Icy patches in the street are surrounded with melting waters this morning and what had kept me toasty in previous nights turned into a ratting-around burden of warmth ... kicking the covers off instead of drawing them close around the shoulders.
Every year, Mother Nature seems to provide this bait-and-switch in which, just about the time you think that spring might be right around the corner, well...
IT AIN'T!
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