I Protest.
80 degrees in November. Damn you, November. I’ll never forgive you for making me write about the weather again so soon. Meh.
80 degrees in November. Damn you, November. I’ll never forgive you for making me write about the weather again so soon. Meh.
Isn’t it WONDERFUL though?
My un-pedicured toes don’t believe it’s November – it’s incredible.
I just have a sneaky suspicion that we are going to somehow pay for this come February or something …
We will probably pay in April or May, but who needs to worry about that now?
Somewhere around 65-70 degrees is nice for me. Heck, 60 is just fine. I like autumn. I like my canvas jacket and my corduroy jacket. I like it brisk and breezy. I’ll be happy when I can wear my Orkney-wool scarf and drink hot cider again.