As much as I’m enjoying the photos from my childhood home of the bay across from my sister’s house actually iced over, this would be a lot more fun if Anchorage was actually having anything that even resembled a winter happening and if the Iditarod hadn’t been moved to Fairbanks because of lack of snow here.
This is all so wrong… and yet I laugh when I think that it’s so cold back east that even my sister won’t walk. I believe if you look in the Bible, that’s one of the signs of the Apocalypse.