Magic cold

   It's cold here, finally -- low 20s, with a wind chill around 5 degrees.  But not amazing cold, stunning cold, like it seemed to get every winter when I was a boy in Vermont.  Like 20 below.  That's when you learn it's all about the wind.  There would be days when it was well below zero, but still, and when the mailman had come and put whatever was in the box across the street, you could run over without your coat on and grab the mail and run back and feel the deeply cold, dry air, but not be hurt by it at all.  It was like running your finger back and forth through a candle flame and not getting burned.  Like a little bit of magic that you did.