It's Thursday evening here in Minnesota. The wind was blasting coldness today, but I escaped getting frost-bite for another day. Sometimes I wonder why so many people chose to live here when there are so many beautiful, more milder places to live. But, here we are. . planted, content, even if we do suffer from mild seasonal affective disorder once (or twice) a year.
As I was contemplating life in the tundra, I heard this classic cover of a Bob Dylan song called "Buckets of Rain." So light, so feel-good that I thought I would share it here. It warmed me up to my toes; hope it helps you feel warm too.
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