We had a week of very warm weather. Temperatures were in the high 50s to mid 60s. The cats were quite enthused about this. This was taken Sunday afternoon, when everyone was tuckered out and ready for a nap. The wind had picked up and there was a hint of cold returning. Carjo was napping in our bedroom with the windows open so there was a mass migration to the man cave where the windows were closed.
This morning there’s snow on the ground and the wind is just plain cold. Daniel stood at the open door and cursed the world. He’s sleeping in the living room, waiting for spring to return. So are we all.