"November comes and November goes,
With the last red berries and the first white snows.
With night coming early and dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket and frost by the gate.
The fires burn and the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest until next Spring." Clyde Watson, from "Father Fox's Penny Rhymes"
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A few days ago we had our first snow. It was just a dusting, melting quickly and then turning to rain. We got one and a quarter inches of rain! But today? Today it's back to climate change insanity. It's cold, but very dry, with high winds and extremely low humidity. That puts us at high risk for wildfires, so all of Southern California is under a Red Flag Warning.
During the rain/snow storm I checked the humidity levels: Even though it was pouring down rain in buckets, the humidity was only 82 percent! Apparently, when it's been so dry for so long, it takes an extended period of wet weather to bring the humidity up to 100 percent.
I'm still putting up Christmas decorations, trying like mad to get it all done before Thanksgiving. Well, except for the dining room; I leave the autumn things up in there until after Thanksgiving dinner is over. It just feels strange to me to eat Thanksgiving food from Christmas plates in a room that's decorated for Christmas. I'll try and post some pictures of how the decorating is coming along tomorrow...if I haven't fallen off the ladder! It seems like the older I get, the higher and more wobbly the ladder is, even though the ladder hasn't changed...