In a moment of weakness, animal lovers will adopt some pretty strange pets. Last week, my wife’s colleague posted an unusual plea on the office e-mail network:
The afternoon sunset glows pink, reflecting off my windowpanes at 3:45. Against the lethargy of the approaching winter night, I trudge uphill into the gathering gloom, carrying a sack of wood shavings, a folding chair, a steel can of diesel fuel, and a box of wooden safety matches in my pocket. …
When the first hard freeze arrives, there's really no point in resisting. It's better to acclimatize and harden against the cold like an evergreen. That "cold to the bone" chill of early winter freezes fingertips and nostrils, an old familiar feeling.
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