It is frigid outside:  the bank said seventeen degrees.  Spring can’t come fast enough.  About six weeks to go officially.  I am staying inside and enjoying our heated house.  I do not want parts of me to break off in this cold.  Or so it seems.  I am definitely putting on my gloves next time I go out.  It is just too cold today.  And February still has to come.  What a depressing thought.