What a difference a few days make. Last week temperatures were in the 80's, almost hot really. I managed a trail ride on Thursday for a longish lunch. Picked up 2 ton of crushed limestone on my way home Friday to fix a couple spots in the driveway (a consequence of a steep, stoned driveway and a teenage driver). Then the rains came. Shelly and Ethan went to the varsity boys district final soccer game Saturday so Brock and I hung out at home. We were playing in the basement when Brock found some artificial flowers. He proclaimed "fuffies for mommy" (fuffies are flowers), and in a heartbeat the boy was up the stairs and out the front door. I caught him on the front porch waiting for mommy to get home. Today we got up to snow/cold/wind. Not a lot, maybe an inch of wet snow, 32 degrees and a high wind advisory. I stopped at Starbucks to get a cup of coffee and the customer before me turns and says "Al Gore told us this was going to happen". Yep.