Rugged.

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Seven degrees this morning. Seven. Windchills below zero. I tell myself I’m going to truly appreciate this later in the year when the thermo is pushing 100F, but for right now … going outside is rugged. At least the sky is clear - the Sun’s heat helps make it more manageable. It may not be fashionable to wear a balaclava under a furry ‘mad bomber’ hat … but if you see an idiot running around looking like that, one guess who it is.