Welcome Back, My Old Foe

It started to snow last night, and this morning while I was half asleep, half awake (much to Rosebud's dismay - she was ready to get up and have some breakfast), the plow actually went by! Although I'm not really sure what the plow accomplished, since there was less than an inch of snow on the ground (the grass wasn't even all the way covered), and our driveway hardly had any on it at all. But still, that's the first time the plow has gone by this winter.

And here's another first - I actually got my winter coat back out. Winter coat! This is a big thing, because I tend to just wear my light jacket as long as possible. Of course, I still haven't gone looking for my gloves or a hat, but at least my upper body will be warm, and I can stick my hands in my pockets.

So, winter is back, at least unofficially. Fall is still trying to give us some nice days - I heard 60 batted around for this weekend - but for the most part, winter is taking control, regardless of what the calendar might say. I am looking forward to Thanksgiving, Christmas and of course my week off between Christmas and New Year's, but somehow I kind of wish we could skip right from New Year's to spring. But, if we didn't suffer through winter, then would we really appreciate spring?

Winter coat. Hmph.