Harvard Square January Freeze

I'm in the Square this morning. It was 62 degrees Saturday, 30 Sunday, and 9 this morning ... as I crossed from T to the Coop, everyone was so bundled up, you could barely see anyone's face, just two eyes peering out between pulled-up, over the nose scarves and pulled-down, below the eyebrows hats. Breathing feels more like inhaling ice chips that sucking in oxygen. Brrrr ...