Boy, it's cold.
Denver broke a record set back in 1916 -- I think they hit 6 degrees. We did worse -- or better, depending on how you look at these things. The Brick noticed the big 0 about midnight, and I'm sure it went colder than that.
The chickens are unimpressed. They have the heatlamp, and their feathers are excellent insulation. Charley Bear's similarly unbothered -- that fur coat of his is really thick.
But for us (and Abby the dog, for that matter)... brrr.
I am speaking tonight at the Colorado Springs Quilt Guild's shindig -- the subject is The Great American Scrap Quilt. They really are the essence of American style. For more, including history and LOTS of examples, come on by to the Colorado Springs Senior Center, at 1514 N. Hancock in the Springs. People start wandering in about 6 p.m., and I should be speaking around 7 p.m. This link will not only take you to the guild's website, but has a map and directions, as well.
(P.S. I'm also teaching a half-day class on Redwork Saturday morning at Ruth's Stitchery in the Springs. Spots are still open -- just e-mail me here, or contact the guild.)
Hope to see you there, chilliness or not!