As in bitingly frigid.
As in baby it’s way too cold outside.
As in Jack Frost has done nipped at our noses and chased us back inside.
Everything is covered in miniature icy spikes that look like spun sugar. With no snow on the ground, the frost has truly created a winter wonderland for us.
Even the rosebuds, the ones (like me) that had not given up hope of warmer days returning, are under the frosty spell.
Despite the cold, it certainly makes it look and feel a bit more like Christmas with everything covered in white.