About 20° F sounds mild to me, but that's —7° C.
Temperatures have
reached extraordinary levels during the past weeks, down to —4° F in
some places, and on our balcony, the lowest degree was 10.4° F.
Today, temperatures rose above freezing point, well, not much; I took a
walk through my hometown, wearing a velvet cap and fur shawl. So, I was quite comfortable. Keeping
one's head warm is essential, but so many people in Germany don't wear
caps, even in the freezing cold. The ladies don't like to ruin their
hairstyle. The very view almost kills me.

After coming home, I made myself a
winter yummy, Russian pasta pouches called Pelmeni, filled with minced turkey meat (ready bought!), slightly fried in butter and served with a spoonful of yoghurt, together with sauerkraut and mushrooms. My favourite! The cold weather makes calories a vital necessity, sorry. I took a picture, but my husband said: "Ooh, that looks awful, hope you didn't show it to anybody."