Downright Chilly

It is cold here. Kind of like Maine-cold. I know that's hard to imagine, but it was in the twenties this morning when I opened the door and there was a frost all over the ground and our grill cover and the patio chairs...

I sort of thought that when I moved further south, I was kissing goodbye the cold, cold days of winter. Somehow the warm, southern accents of my new locale had convinced my brain that I was in the south, where food is good, people are polite and your office shuts down at the first threat of snow. When I lived in South Carolina, we got to go home once because it was "supposed" to snow. That was great.

I guess moving 100 miles south isn't enough to warrant that much of a change, even though I have clearly undergone a considerable mental transition. So in honor of the coldness, here is a picture of OBB in his favorite new hat...