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Since it's been such a mild year so far, I got my first chance this morning to field-test the new winter coat (just like this one, except all black) in severe conditions, and friends, we have a winner. This thing turns aside -25 windchill like it was *nothing.* I am most pleased.
ExpandMore pointless blather about winter coats, oh my god am I boring )
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Deep and respectful bows to [livejournal.com profile] astolat and [livejournal.com profile] tzikeh for shepherding the Yuletide project and its myriad stressed-out writers through the various hassles that have befallen them. Though I'm not writing for Yuletide, I took on story-posting duties for [livejournal.com profile] lapillus, whose ISP is currently down with the vapors, and hope to god I managed everything OK. I'm left very relieved (as I'm sure [livejournal.com profile] _aerye_ is also) that the dS Seekrit Santa project is, in comparison, small and easily managed.

In other news, it is cold cold cold here, and shall get colder still over the next few days. I am huddled in with a blanket and red wine, happily watching Millennium DVDs, but unhappily contemplating tomorrow morning's 25-below-zero windchills, and the 12-below temperatures forecast for Thursday night. Thank the lord I've got my Christmas shopping done, and really have no reason to go anywhere except to work and back the rest of this week.
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Good *god*, it's wild out there today. The past week has been a succession of almost-identical days -- grey, dampish, still, mild (well, mid-30s). But today there's a big cold front blowing in, with *massive* violent winds screaming down from the north, gusts up to 50-60 mph. It was very exciting walking across the open parking lot from my car into Target--I nearly got blown off my feet a couple of times--and I've seen several houses whose holiday decorations are strewn all over the front lawn.

A wonderful day, in other words, to hunker down with a blanket, and some of the excellent beef stew I made yesterday, and a chunk of homemade bread, and my Sekrit Santa story, which is stalled about three-quarters of the way through. Later I shall decorate the tree (and thank *god* I brought it home yesterday--this would not be a good day to be tooling down the freeway with an eight-foot balsam hanging out of the back of my Civic).

And I am having way too much fun putting Santa hats on icons. Must shut down Paintshop now, and open up the goddamned story. *sigh*
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A strangely mild, foggy, drizzly night. The sky is a sort of washed-out puce, dark grey overlain with pinky-orange, a shade that comes from the city lights reflecting off very low clouds, a sky you only get on late fall and winter nights. The wind is blowing, and in the back yard the birch leaves--brilliant gold in daylight--are, in the darkness, the same weird pale washed-out shade as the sky. It's very quiet, except for the movement of the wind, stirring the birch leaves.

I had a million things I wanted to post here, coming home from work in the daylight, but now I just think I'll watch another Millennium episode.
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I may have said it a year ago, or two years, at this time, but it bears repeating -- the sound of sleet rattling on dead leaves, in the blustery chill night, is, for any good Minnesotan, the leitmotif signalling that winter is lurking in the wings and readying itself to take the stage.

Shut the windows and latch 'em tight, turn on the furnace and dig out the flannels. We won't see the 60-plus days again until April, a half-year from now.

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