Mid seventies all week -- sun shining brightly -- office window still open, but long sleeves on now (It's like two feet in front of me, and a light breeze is streaming in.)
Thing is, I've lived elsewhere, but I've also lived here long enough to not mind snow so much. Had I spent my entire life in the white stuff, I'd probably feel differently. As an adult, I spent five years in Flagstaff, though, and loved the snow that whole time. It's a different kind of snow there, though. Oh, and the sun still shines. At seven thousand feet, you can get sunburned in the winter, if you work at it. :)
I haven't lit my furnace for the last two years. Not sure I'll do so this year, since Mom has an electric heater in her room. We've always been "bundle up" kinda campers, anyway, really. I'm not fond of heaters, in general ... the noise, the smell (not fresh air from outside, but recycled air)
I did move my potted bougainvillea onto the back porch Thanksgiving Day, though, in anticipation of the first frost (should it ever return here) which always seems to catch me off guard, and I awaken to sad sad sad outdoor plants. Mom and I ate our Thanksgiving meal at the booth on the back porch (it's fully enclosed, so I guess I should stop calling it the back porch, and begin calling it the sun room.) It gets full western exposure, and partial southern exposure, and all the "walls" are sliding glass doors turned sideways, atop "real" wall, so the room is typically bathed in sunlight. Great in the winter -- not so much so, in the summer. Anyway, the bougainvillea provided some lovely extra color for our holiday setting, which, otherwise, still needs a lot of work. Hope it survives being moved. I was careful to make sure it is facing the same way it was outside, and it was just outside the sunroom door, so it's not like it moved all that far away. I've had more of those plants die on me ... they're so finicky. ALMOST lost this one last summer, when I went a whole TWO DAYS without watering it. Went out and it looked dead as a doornail, but with some TLC, I've nursed it back, although it's now half it's former size. Cross your fingers for me, hey?
