I'm pouting. It is snowing here like a son of a gun. Two days ago it was 75 degrees. I still have vegetables in the garden and fruit on the trees and things on our porches. We have only had a handful of trees in the entire neighborhood start to turn (yellow, the early trees, two days ago!).

I am going to completely miss my favorite season--- no cool weather, no enjoying the sun, no leaves changing! SOBS

I am not ready to go back to many many months of shoveling snow, having to keep a fire going to avoid freezing (and dealing with the ash and smoke) and never being able to go anywhere because of road conditions.

I haz sads . . .