They’ve just brewed a fresh pot of coffee, and if you’ve been out long in this weather, I’d imagine you could use it!”
–Chris Bennett (Sedition)
Mornin’ to yuh, Pard. Yuh got yur longhandles on? Sorta shake my head at the notion, but I remember when we used to ride that north country. Why, we wore them all the time through the winter. Don’t even own a pair anymore, but lookin’ at what the weather seers are sayin’ I might be needin’ them. Not only that, my ol’ body thermostat don’t work so well anymore; I get cold quicker and stay that way longer. I’ve heard of some folk havin’ ice water in their veins, but I’ll be having a spa right now.
If’n the electricity goes out, I’ll just find another blanket. Went and purchased a two-burner camp stove, just in case; that way I can keep the coffee on. A couple of years ago we were without electricity for a day or so, and the kitchen and dinin’ room flooded because of the hot water heater. Not expectin’ no troubles this time like that.
Pard, I had somethin’ profound to be speakin’ at yuh this mornin’, but plum forgot what it was. That happens from time to time nowadays. At least I remembered to get the coffee on. Made some from a roaster called “Abeantogo.” How ’bout that for a handle? It was taken from that youngster who faced the fiery furnace back in ol’ ‘Nezzar’s day. Mighty tasty coffee. Hot coffee–sure is good on a day like today, an’ expect to be makin’ several pots over the next week.
Yuh know, it’s one thing to sit by the fire and listen to that cold north wind a howlin’ in the trees. It’s shore another thing to be out in it. The chilly fingers of freezin’ temperatures will slowly strangle the warmth out of the body. Why I remember the times I was so cold that my bones actually hurt, especially in the finger and toes. Makes me think of all those “cold” souls out there walkin’ around when they could be warmed by the “fire” of the Holy Spirit. There’s a reason that fire is one of His symbols for it is the Fire that brings soothin’ warmth to the cold spirit, similar to that hot cup of coffee yur a-holdin’ in yur hands.
Pard, stay warm as yuh can, don’t take no unnecessary trips. Be sure and warm up yur hoss’s bridle and tighten that cinch.
Vaya con Dios.