The
temperature dropped to the mid-30s last night, with frost this morning. That’s a
bit unusual for us this early in the year, and you should have heard the
whining: “It was so cold.” “I had to turn on the heat.” “I got out my winter
clothes.” “I’m freezing.”
Right now, it is 56 degrees (F), and people are still
complaining. We have a football game later, where the temperature will likely
be in the mid-40s by the time we leave. I am laying out clothes with lots of
layers, and trying to decide whether to dig out my long johns.
Which seems pretty normal.
But late last January, we had a day where the
temperature was in the mid-30s at night and upper 50s in the sunny afternoon.
Everyone was so happy. “Oh, it’s so warm out.” “Mom, why can’t I wear shorts to
school?” “It’s like spring.” “I wish the pool was open.”
Same temperatures, 180-degree
opposite reactions. So what’s the difference?
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