Yep, it's November
This morning I went up to my friend Angie's house. My friend Angie and her husband are nice enough to store my tires and even change them for me. Today was day we changed my regular tires to snow tires. Because, despite what "they" say, all-seasons really mean "all seasons that don't involve three feet of snow and ice on the ground."
Vermont had snow yesterday. Well, some of Vermont had snow yesterday. This is my friend Angie's back yard:
This is my back yard:
Angie lives on a mountain. I do not. As pretty as snow is, it's cold and makes your feet wet. When it gets to be this time of the year, you're more likely to find me cuddled up under a blanket on the couch than outside. I'm not particularly fond of snow. Which is not good when you live in the state I do.
Her snow will be most likely gone by Thanksgiving. The sun still has enough strength to melt it fairly quickly. Well, when it's out, anyway. It's pretty rare that we have any significant snow before the new year. That whole "white Christmas" thing is totally bogus. Can't remember when we've ever had more than a dusting.