…and briefly made it to single digits, just before sunrise for the first time this season. Coldest morning of the season so far.
And – except for the fact that I’m about to head out into it for the third time this early morning on animal-related errands – I don’t care, because the cabin is already up into the sixties where I like it, and I went without a warm place in winter for so long I swear it’s never getting old.
W/respect to that 43-degree indoor reading, is that with the propane furnace burning or without it?
The heater runs all night but is only intended to heat the bedroom. However since the bedroom door is only a hanging slider and anyway is partly open for Tobie, there’s a lot of leakage into the main cabin. So without the propane heater the indoor low would probably be in the high thirties.
Weather is funny. In the desert (where it’s always hot in most peoples’ minds) you’re under 10 degrees; four days ago here in OMFG Madison WI (f is for frigid) we had the warmest December day ever recorded: 68.
Makes you wonder how the Indians did it. Buffalo hide would not insulate overly much.
Not many indians around here for like the past 750 years – apparently it was quite a lot more humid before that. In recorded history even the Apache weren’t all that interested in this particular area. Story is they blamed Trump.