Woke this morning and looked out the window and saw the neighborhood had been turned into a silver print. Not much to account for in the way of snow--just a light dusting--but the sky was gray and frost had covered pretty much everything.
Temps never got better than the mid-thirties. Felt like winter.
Managed a little work at the keyboard, but not much. Sent one project out the door and stalled with another. Guess tomorrow's gonna have to be a big day with the week closing in. Need to get a jump on things.