And as one who has not grown up with snow (saw my first snowfall at 14 yrs old), being surrounded by snow, I can not help but think back to school, reading One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich. Working in the snow makes for a pretty long day (but I really haven not done too much of it, wimp that I am).
But the coldest day of work I remember was here on the spit between Humboldt Bay and the Pacific Ocean. We were transplanting planting native beach grasses on the dunes. Air temp was in the lower 40's, perhaps upper 30's, but with a strong constant wind off the ocean. The wind-chill factor was huge, and the wind cut thru what we wore. We felt no warmth from the sun.
More rain this evening! Looks like we are in for a nice long spell of wet weather, at least in far northwestern CA.