the wind is cold as my bare feet are hanging out of my window....perhaps I should put on some shoes ? ...but i am too lazy to get up and do that....I am quite comfortable in my chair, with the exception of my frozen feet. The feet are slowly turning a beautiful shade of purple....and white ......and the hairs on my feet have been standing straight up for hours. I think that this is a bitter test for my tolerance to cold wind. I now know that my feet were never meant for cold climates--- but water is fine. My feet do like water.........
