Stealing from the Sun
Every Winter I get reminded that Pennsylvania is a Northern climate. Although hardly as cold as Minnesota and all of those dark sides of the moon up yonder, it is generally pretty cold from mid-November until late February. Just when we are ready to pack the bags and move to Florida, the weather turns nice and Spring warms our neglected souls. Since I have baseboard heating in my townhouse, the least inexpensive method of heating a house outside of burning dollar bills in the furnace, I keep my house mostly unheated all winter besides my bed room which I keep toasty after I get home from work all night. The rest of the house is igloo cold. How cold? I can see my breath when I eat breakfast. On the weekends, I crank up the space heater and watch to Kilowatts fly. I just can't be cold all of the time. My mom for the last decade or so sends all of us in the family citrus of our choosing. Her box of oranges typically arrive just as I am finishing off the tangeri...