When It’s Too Darn Cold #Tuesday Tidbit

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.

Why didn’t Cole Porter write a song about that as well as it being too darn hot in the summer? When it’s too darn hot, you don’t want to snuggle up with your baby, but when the temperature drops, Mr. Adam is definitely interested in being with his madam.

In parts of Texas, where there’s no electricity, heat, or running water, snuggling under blankets is a great way to keep warm. While you’re at it, if you’re with your significant other, it’s a good time for some hanky panky, another way to keep warm this time of year.

Where am I going with this? I don’t know. I guess I’m just grazing.

Speaking of which, here in Wyoming, cattle are, no doubt, miserable in the snow when the temperature is below zero. They eat more hay, so they can put on more body fat to keep warm. Soon, it will be time for calving, and ranchers who help bring bovine bundles of joy into the world will be just as miserable. But the groundhog saw his shadow, which means there will be a few more weeks of this. I don’t know which is worse, being too darn cold or being too darn hot.

Last week, it was my turn to facilitate my Third Thursday Poets meeting. We usually start with a writing exercise for twenty minutes, then share what we’ve written. For this month’s prompt, I read the group the poem, “February 2nd” by Kay Winters, which you can read here. Then, I suggested that everyone write about whatever in that poem inspired them. The above vignette is the product of some free association on the subject of cold.


By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.


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