Low ebb
True to predictions, it was cold over night... very cold... In fact, when I emerged from under the covers in the daylight and had stoked both woodstoves—I'd also gotten up in the middle of the night to keep them happy—I went out to the woodpile for a few more loads and checked the maximum-minimum thermometer. The high for the day would barely nudge double-digit territory; the low, well, six degrees south of zero was certainly noteworthy... and worth ever more layers of winter clothing.
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below-zero cold,
maximum-minimum thermometer
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