My hands are cold, they need an infusion of warmth. The fire is going in the grate but it has not long been lit and the room has yet to warm up. Outside the temperature is, at best, zero degrees. The wind is North Easterly. The hedge needs cutting but that requires someone with the inclination to do it. Light snow is forecast for tomorrow. That is no use. If it is going to snow it needs to be heavy snow. Snow that will make a difference. I have coal supplies to last the weekend. Spring is more than a weekend away. Spring is awaited with eager anticipation.
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