23 degrees, the high of the day, going down to 18, which likely sounds like Florida to some of you.
But added to that are high winds, up to 25mph sustained with 40mph gusts.
good day to stay inside, tomorrow too, and then temps zoom back up to 60 on Saturday in rain.
Not one flake of snow from last night's front coming through.
I've got one outside faucet at the barn dripping, will check on that later today. I had drained my hose reel assembly at the house, then the painter reconnected it several days ago without checking with me, washed out his latex paint bucket, and of course now all that water is in the plastic reel mechanism, likely testing the limits of plastic's ability to expand when that water inside freezes. I suggested afterwards, unfortunately, that he use the utility sink in the garage instead, and I got a belated look of understanding. Of course that then goes in my septic system so perhaps that's not such a good idea either.
Next winter I think I'll put the reel (or its successor...) in the garage. It's frozen into the ground now.
All of which is minor compared to the challenge of snow and dangerously cold temps some of you are having.
RS, glad you fixed your tractor. Can't imagine not having it, and you continue to amaze me at what you are able to fix/make/design.
While I was splitting some red oak in the last week I thought of you. And chuckled thinking: Now RS, here goes the wood into the woodpile where it will sit patiently drying out, so that come Fall like a fine wine, it will be at its peak.
And then I promptly burned some of it a few days later, and yeah, some of it hissed, but you get the fire going hot first, then dump on that slightly wet wood. It was dead falldown wood, so it had dried out, then gotten wet just laying out there of course.
I'm trying not to buy wood with all this wood around me, just have to go out and get it. Besides, it always burns better if you cut and split it. And when you get to that knotty knurly hunk, as you throw it into the fire waiting for the cracks and pops, you remember when you split it. Crack, grrrrrrrr, crack crack. Your tune may vary.
As we sit down to our pork chop tonight, utility stock investors are licking theirs...electric and propane bills are going to be ugly. C'mon Spring.
They used to raise a lot of sheep around here to supply the woolen mills (pre-cotton) and meat markets to the south (Boston, New York). Also, the Katahdin breed was developed not far from here. 
