Apparently, Mother Nature can't read...

It's August, for goodness' sakes.  It was 46º when we got up this morning.  In August.  The weasels are calling for a high today of 68º... and sunny.  68º for a high in early August?  That ain't right.

I'm driving the boat out of Roche Harbor today; it has an open upper helm.  Yeah, I'll be wearing layers.  Several.

We have heat on this morning.  Of course we do: it's 46 freakin' degrees!

There was a fawn and a rabbit out our window this morning.  Like a Disney movie.

"Isn't that sweet?"

No, they look cold.

;-)