DH and friends left at six a.m. to go ice fishing in Montana. The temperature here this morning is minus 10 F (-23C) give or take a few double digit degrees. He was excited it would be much colder at the lake. Having a spouse who likes to ice fish is like having one who thinks he is a chicken. I'd tell him he's crazy but we like the eggs--or in DH's case--the trout.
The Sky as a Glory —- Thursday, July 20, 2017
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