Poem: Below Zero When it is so cold You just can’t sweat the small stuff Because it freezes Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 5 thoughts on “Poem: Below Zero” Add yours Lol. I notice how a lot of people care less about looks in the winter with their fashion choices – just trying to stay warm! LikeLike Reply Here in South Dakota fashion takes a back seat once it gets below zero. I wear a cute winter jacket until I have to shovel snow in freezing temperatures and then I am wearing an over sized men’s puffy jacket. Warm is better than cute. LikeLike Reply Haha ya I am in the Adirondacks so I can relate. The big snow boots another one, and all the winter headgear LikeLike I am originally from Rochester, N.Y. but we had a summer home on Lake Ontario in upstate N.Y. I have now lived in 7 states and just recently moved back up north. I had almost forgotten how cold it can be until now. You see the beautiful snow and then take in a breath to find the cold sucks the breath right out of your lungs. After 10 years in Arkansas where people freak out over 20 degrees and an inch of snow, I am enjoying reaclamating myself to real winter. LikeLike Hahaha ya I bet. Nothing can prepare you for the extreme cold and snow. You just have to be there LikeLike Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.