“Cold hands, warm heart?”

Indoors, I ran warm water over my painfully cold hands!! Later, I’ll dash out to add more clothespins to keep the covers in place. Cold nose, cold toes, cold hands. Time to wrap up in my Slanket?!

Postscript: Ten minutes outdoors and I’m an icicle. I secured the covers, and covered Yellow Butterfly Vine adjacent to the bird-bath-fountain.

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