tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post6067820656099417724..comments2024-03-23T17:30:58.880-05:00Comments on p a i n t - verb \ˈpānt\: photo referenceMary Kleinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09935612848281400732noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-43480018903194559572018-01-22T09:36:50.495-06:002018-01-22T09:36:50.495-06:00You needed to have one of those little shacks buil...You needed to have one of those little shacks built for kids to wait for the bus in the winter! Man - that does sound cold, Jan.<br /><br />We probably are close in age. This is my year to turn 60 and my mid-western-home-town was a bit bigger than yours: Madison, Wisconsin. After our honeymoon in the Nicolet Forest (northern Wisconsin) in the middle of winter, we moved north to Minnesota. That Mary Kleinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09935612848281400732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-69291866746844331772018-01-22T06:41:06.110-06:002018-01-22T06:41:06.110-06:00Oh, Lord, you & I must be of a similar age. I...Oh, Lord, you & I must be of a similar age. I was raised in a tiny mid-western town which was basically a Quaker community & pants on girls was a definite no-no! I think one of the reasons I hate snow and cold today is the remembrance of walking down our long, snowy farm lane and waiting in the cold to catch the school bus in a skirt!!!! My legs stayed purple all winter long even with Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16350902981447054779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-50073662438391374632018-01-21T15:20:00.213-06:002018-01-21T15:20:00.213-06:00Ha ha - I think you might be right! It did remind...Ha ha - I think you might be right! It did remind me of the days when girls couldn’t wear pants to school. But even then we were allowed to wear them under our skirts when we walked to school. Good times!Mary Kleinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09935612848281400732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-34388051373151980152018-01-21T15:09:00.346-06:002018-01-21T15:09:00.346-06:00I only have one comment - you're NUTZ being ou...I only have one comment - you're NUTZ being out in such weather dressed in a skirt!Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16350902981447054779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-87508408649949620082018-01-21T12:52:26.760-06:002018-01-21T12:52:26.760-06:00Ha - good points - noted!
I once shared a studio ...Ha - good points - noted!<br /><br />I once shared a studio with Konstantin Berkovski who moved to Minnesota from St. Petersburg, Russia in the 90's. Our St. Paul studio was freezing in the winter but it never bothered Konstantin. He'd wear normal street clothes with the exception of a beautiful fur hat. With that hat, he said, he needed little else and would carry on happily and Mary Kleinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09935612848281400732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853506802168346227.post-89656378632965135272018-01-21T11:30:56.686-06:002018-01-21T11:30:56.686-06:00Ma'am, hypothermia is often a result of fashio...Ma'am, hypothermia is often a result of fashion faux pas. I would most humbly and politely suggest encasing you and your partners brains in Stormy Kromers before your next outdoor adventure. Stay warm.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01211202771595661362noreply@blogger.com