Lately, I’ve been grumbling about the cold. I think we can all agree that 32˚F is cold, cold enough to turn water to a solid (as I write this it’s actually 28˚F degrees on the other side of my office window). But, although it was in the single digits when I awoke from my sleep one week ago today, I must admit that we’re pretty lucky here in the Carolina Piedmont. Some numbers may help illustrate our fortunate situation.Read more