Well, it huffed and puffed its way up to 59 degrees today, overcast, the air so heavy with moisture that everything is dripping. Wore my hoodie to the Farmer's Market; though I'm usually not concerned about getting wet, today's chilly dampness just seeped into the bones, making it hard to get warm again.

I felt sorry for the vendors all standing around, stamping their feet, hands in their pockets, shoulders hunched, trying to stay warm. Coffee was a hot commodity. In both senses.

My cats, no fools they, have decided to sleep this one out. I may emulate them.