A couple of weeks ago I was so amazed to be passed on the way to work by a guy on a motorcycle. It was 17 C, which is unheard of in November around here. That’s 63 F for those who don’t do celsius weather.
So, this is the view of my backyard today. It -20 C.
And, the worst thing is, no matter how long winter takes to get here, I always seem to get caught with my summer windshield wiper fluid instead of winter. You know the pink stuff that is good for bug guts. I need to go put the blue stuff in that good for ice and snow! This morning, there was a mess of salt and slush on my windshield and when I tried to clean it I only ended up with a thin layer of ice to show for it. ARGH.