You want cold! Tiny Russian Village…

This morning at 3 a.m. Boza and I walked! It was -27 Celsius and I witnessed first hand a fence post exploding!

I heard a popping noise and as I shined the flashlight around, I was lucky enough to get the beam on a fence post near the church and saw it crack and exploded apart. It was cold…

Then that action started a land mine effect and several other fence posts on the same length of fence, split and cracked. The cold had gotten too much for the old fence and it became very brittle…

Sounded like gun fire going off and it really was a sight to see…

Mother Nature is something else and Father Frost was playing this morning…

Cold baby! I mean cold!

WtR