We got a local taste of
A few weeks ago, with Jimmy in tow, I went and bought some woollen jumpers and more long sleeved tops. That weekend we did some more
Now, being from Brisbane, we may not know snow or sleet, but we do know what 9 degrees Celsius feels like. Having grown up in Warwick, I know what -6 degrees C feels like. Having lived in Melbourne and London, Michael knows what cold is too. And because most houses in Australia are not built for the cold, we get to experience every bit of the cold, that blankets, wool doonas, heaters and hot water bottles can't compensate for. London? Buildings in London are (for the most part) built to keep the cold out. The same can be said for buildings in North America: thick walls, lots of insulation, double glazing, and central heating. Perhaps it feels like it is always Winter
Fingers crossed, we'll be alright. I managed to take a snuffly, snotty Jimmy outside around 2 pm today and while the wind was cold when it blew, the 17 degrees C (in the shade, out of the wind) was quite nice. And we were both wearing about what we were wearing in the photo above, taken in Canada. With a few thicker layers Jimmy and I should be fine on daily walks (because this boy of mine is not going to handle being housebound for more than 2 days at a time), although I'm not sure how Michael's hands are going to handle the chill on his bike ride to K-State.
Winter is coming... I'll keep you posted.