Postal

It was -35 degrees Celsius yesterday. Absolutely freezing. It was one of those days you ask what in the world you are doing living here. You even think nasty thoughts about those in your family tree who must have moved here in the middle of summer. There is no other explanation that makes sense. But our postman was wearing shorts. Shorts. No kidding. He’s either cold blooded or he has adapted to winter a lot better than I have. Absolutely bizarre.