Air temperature 22 F, wind near calm, ground fog under thin crescent moon. We have a black ice advisory, but I don't plan to drive before regular foraging hours. The roads should be dried off by then.
I see we have yet another imperial edict, handed down in lieu of actual legislation by, you know, an actual legislature. It's almost like he doesn't trust his own party to do his will.
Bare grass showing now in our yard and across in the park. I noticed that the squirrels have switched to open-pit mining for their acorns, instead of the shaft mines they worked all winter.