After two months (!) of zero precip, clear skies, and unseasonable warmth, the winds changed, the temps dropped, and we woke here on the valley floor to light flurries this AM. But up high, things look a bit different...
Entertaining and puzzling to hear folks complain about the cold while running errands today. Why do they live here? Or, to put it another way: If they didn't want to go to Chicago, why'd they get on the train?
Enjoy the weather you have, whatever it may be.