Cobalt

I was in a small town just 20 miles south of Punxsutawney, PA, which just two days earlier, celebrated Groundhog Day, a tradition dating back more than 120 years. The temperature was about zero degrees and the wind chill was in the negatives.

Brrrrrrr. I miss my warm bed back at home, but the food is excellent here since our host spoils me while Tim is distracted and working on a project on the computer.