This is a screenshot of me, sitting in for an interview that Bry shot for our beer doc last fall. It looks so warm, and I have my hair up, and I miss having my hair up.
I am sick of wearing boots and hoodies every day, and wearing gloves inside. I know mid-February is when we all start to crack, and I am definitely cracking.
I say it every year, and I mean it: I wouldn’t trade how good I feel on the first 40 degree day for anything. No highs without the lows, and all that. But God damn, I could stand more 40 degree days and fewer 14 degree days.