Cold, too too cold

The cold of winder is wrapping around the valley now. An icy shroud that seeps in through every crevice and chills the air despite the best efforts of the fireplace. It makes me wish that we could just go grab an RV and renew my dad's old Good Sam motorhome warranty stuff so we could go trekking about the lower 48 for the winter instead of freezing our tail-feathers off up here all winter long. Damn winter weather. Too cold for my old weary bones anymore. I just want to settle in and be a snowbird for the remainder of my days.