Bitter Cold

This time of the year, we remark on
the weather. We bundle, and we wrap 

up in scarves, and we try to avoid
snapping our brittle bones. We slurp 

soups and sip hot tea. We know that
it is the weather that drives everything,

so when it doesn’t change for days on
end, we feel the agony of the freeze. 

We watch all the plants die and listen
to the spindly trees blowing in the 

breeze. It sounds to me like winter’s
not going away any time soon. And 

although I’m guilty of saying the cold
is a little bit bitter, I’d be lying if I 

didn’t say that I’ve also been known
to think it’s bittersweet.

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