09 29 11

Hmmm...11 11 anyone?

I am personally standing my ground against the impending departure of summer here in our neck of the woods. It’s not much of a stand I will admit, but wearing shorts to drive Mrs. That Dan Guy to work in the morning (it was 0℃ this morning) was a tad brisk in the leg areas, even as hairy as these tree stumps of mine are known to be.

We’ve got one more nice day in the 20+ range tomorrow, before we descend into weather worth weeping over. It will be wet. It will be cold. It will be enough to make a polar bear want to hibernate until summer.

At some point I will have to pack away my shorts - but until that lowly day arrives, I remain defiant. Frostbitten, but defiant.

Chow for now!