Last night it hit -4 degrees, and it was not only cold outside, but in the house it felt as if the world were leeching the warmth away from the house's interior. It was pretty amazing to get up in the middle of the night and know that I had to have my pajamas and robe or else I'd be shivering. I went out, in the evening, to put a letter in the mailbox and I dressed up in my boots that could protect me to forty below and John's really heavy winter coat, and when I stepped outside, it was like someone pulled all the air from my lungs.
THIS is cold.
It always causes me wonder when the world gets this cold.