One of the quirks of driving to our home is that you are pointed right at the Rocky Mountains. It looks like you’re driving right into them. Until you hit our street, where you have to turn, and subsequently end up in a suburban neighborhood with pretty much no view of those mountains.

Yesterday, driving home myself, I saw that the peaks of those Rocky Mountains were capped entirely in fresh snow, which makes them even more impressive to view (until you end up in our suburban neighborhood, turn, and completely lose sight of them).

This is a nice visual, but it also means that with fall barely a few days old, winter ain’t so far away.

As a matter of fact, we awoke yesterday to a balmy –3 outside, so Mrs. That Dan Guy had to throw on the oven, the fireplace, and sit on a heating pad, while nursing her first cup of coffee in the morning. What I’m saying is – it’s chilly now.

Pretty soon, we’ll have to turn on the furnace. When we still lived in Kelowna, it was an annual ritual to see how long we could go, before we finally gave in and fired up the central heating system. Sometimes it was late October; once we even hobbled into November.

Now, we’re thinking about turning it on (the furnace, the furnace) in the last week of freakin’ September!!! With all the big oil money floating around this town, you’d think SOMEBODY might be able to do something to make it more…well…tropical here. And global warming, come on!! –3 does NOT feel like global warming to me!!

Oh well, wattaya gonna do? Just enjoy the sun while it briefly shines down in the afternoon.

And join Mrs. That Dan Guy on the heating pad at night…

Chow for now!