Please keep that white mulch near you, I don't want any. Just spent an hour outside drilling holes in odd shaped wood pieces for some wood sculptures Miz Anne's students are doing. Damned near froze to death and couldn't understand why, it's 51F out there. Wind chill brings it to about 28F. A little hot chocolate, some warmth from the furnace and the little dog and the operation has moved into the kitchen where it's warm. George byron bromley wrote: > > George > > Thats a heat wave here, > > 6 in of new fallen white mulch > > wind chill 2F > > Byron