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When I departed for Greenfield yesterday morning, the thermometer was reading a temperature above freezing, but in selecting handwear, I was choosing between mittens and gloves. It does seem I acclimated to warmer weather, and I really wasn't in the mood for cold hands lest my heart warm too much. I wore insulated gloves.

It warmed. It warmed some more. It warmed to the point that the same thermometer read close to seventy when I looked at it again around 5pm, after the day's peak temperature. There was no issue with my heart keeping it's cool, but I was forced to find a pair of spiffy uninsulated work gloves on the roadside in Deerfield to keep my hand happy. I'd say life is hard, but it isn't!

I'll even eventually stitch the middle finger hole.