We won't see temps above 0 until Monday.
We get one of these stretches each winter. This winter has seen more than its share, but at least snow is on the ground which somehow makes the bone-chillin' cold bearable. After all it is winter and it's supposed to be cold. Last winter's dead, brown ground and dirty streets left us all in a funk when the sub-zeroes hit: nothing worse than dangerous temps with ground that looks like spring is supposed to be nearby.
This time around it's white and bright. The sun is shining and the wind is at a minimum. The 50 ft. walk from the house to the garage was totally pleasant in my headband and wool hat, wool sweaters, shin-length wool coat, flannel lined jeans over long johns, two pair of mittens, wool socks, and wool-lined boots.
Anyone actually cold is just plain wimpy.