At about 10am, the heat was running. At noon, the dogs were lying on the cold wood floors panting.
There is no middle ground in this hell we are living in.
None.
I’m enjoying not having to wear two coats, two pairs of pants and two pairs of socks in the house.
Let’s hope winter doesn’t return again tomorrow.
It was a long winter, but spring is here at last, and with it… the black flies. Rumour has it we’ll see 80° by Monday.
That sounds like Houston weather!