Every winter during my time on Earth, even though there are numerous signs of global warming there has been a week of deep freeze sometime between Christmas and March.
I will never forget one year about 40 years ago, we spent the entire week between Christmas and New Years trying to keep our old dairy barn warm enough so the cows’ water bowls didn’t freeze. A couple of us spent the first day with a big staple gun and old feed bags plugging every crack, hole and exhaust fan to slow down the icy cold wind from getting in. The rest of the staff went . . .
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