Posted 12-17-2007 by
Michael Bakich
Recently, I stood in a foot of snow when the Fahrenheit temperature was barely in the teens. I dressed warmly (or so I thought), but I wasn’t doing anything physical, so the cold was biting at my extremities. Yes, I was observing. As much as I despise cold weather (see, for instance, my blog “ The weather gods hate me ”), there’s a lot to be said for observing during the winter. When the temperature dips well below freezing, the crunchy snow pack...