I've been mocked ruthlessly (mostly by Neal) for my layering technique, but it has allowed me to enjoy...
Christmas caroling in the town square in Lititz (I know...how very Christmas Hallmark movie of us!)
taking in the Christmas windows in NYC
watching the groundhog emerge at sunrise on Gobbler's Knob (which has a weather all its own. 24 degrees and 20 mph winds. If there's ever a cold day in Hell, I'm sure that is what it will feel like.)
riding to the top of Pittsburgh on the Duquesne Incline at the beginning of February
having a cup of coffee at the world's largest coffee pot
watching the snow geese migration at sunrise
and visiting the Philly Zoo before the most recent snow had a chance to melt.
Occasionally, I've been overdressed, as was the case last month when I layered up to make a snowman after the storm. Except it was 42 degrees and even in just my ski pants and hoodie I was still sweating.
Alfred Wainwright, a British author and illustrator of nature guides, is credited as saying, "There's no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing." I have taken this quote to heart over the past 4 months. And it has allowed me to balk at the wind, snow and ice. Although it continues to try, even at this moment, Old Man Winter can't keep me from enjoying all that Pennsylvania has to offer. It has been brutal and we are all anxiously awaiting warmer weather, but until then, all we have to do is dress for it. More year-round outdoor adventures, less cabin fever.