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So after temperatures in December and January were among the warmest on record, it's been among the coldest Marches in several decades in my part of the world.

When I left Central New York this morning, it was 7 degrees, with a wind chill approaching 20 below. Connecticut, on the other hand, was a relatively balmy 18 degrees when I got back late in the afternoon, with the wind chill merely around 0. (Right now, at 7 p.m., it's 10 degrees with a wind chill at 7 below.)

It looks like we have a few more days of this, but starting Saturday it's supposed to climb into the 40s and 50s for at least several days.

This, by the way, reminds me that I used to think the bright side of this kind of weather was that it would be too cold to snow. But that's not true. Another childhood belief unceremoniously debunked.