Now that I have had my ‘Cold Morning Kickstart’, I can get on with this.
Though the lyrics speak of Toronto rather than rural Quebec, and I wasn’t alone, the title does fit. The Coldest Night of the Year by Bruce Cockburn.
Temperature when I first checked: -32c. Temperature when I left the house: -30c.
Then again maybe this logger didn’t have enough coffee on that ‘coldest night’! The Frozen Logger as sung by Johnny Cash.
Stay somewhere warm, drinking something warm!