Later, while with my sewing machine, I realized that even with fresh air coming in the house I wasn't feeling cold. When the sun suddenly shone in the window, I grabbed a jacket and my secateurs and headed out to prune - at least one rose! And so I did.
Early in the week you could have heard me moaning to myself that I'd pruned many a time in colder weather, but never with snow all around. But, it's gone now.
I think we've turned the corner.