Here in the middle of Misery, the lillies and daffodils should be peacefully frozen in the ground this time of year,
but they are sending up new shoots like it was March.

Mrs. Augie and I spent most of the day fiddling outdoors. Temps were in the upper 60°s.

Weather guessers are saying snow and ice tomorrow, and temps dropping into the single digits tomorrow night into Sunday.

Mother Nature needs a Prozac. Again.