It’s so cold everywhere. Almost like a mini ice age it seems. Bill told me that the windchill at one place in VT is equal to or colder than Mars. I’m no scientist so don’t choke on your coffee laughing if I totally got that wrong.
On Friday at school Finley got to paint large shapes of ice using droppers and water colors. They were so pretty. I didn’t see the end of the class, painted all day mess, but the beginning was awesome. Love art projects like this that focus on the process and not the product.