The temperatures took a nosedive last night, and much to my nine-year-old's delight...
Snow flurries this morning. He immediately cued up A Charlie Brown Christmas.
Then tonight, this sunset, from the same vantage point as the first picture; you can see the birdbath in both. Snowflakes are long gone, though it didn't get above 38 degrees F or so with a bitter cutting wind.
I enjoyed wearing layer upon layer of handknits today, including my new gloves, but I am looking forward to slightly warmer temps tomorrow. It is just a tad too early for arctic blasts, not to mention Christmas specials.