This morning we woke up to quite a sight, snow coming down just like it was December.

The news had been saying we were about to get a hard freeze, so we brought in the rest of our green tomatoes and peppers yesterday when it was still cool and sunny.

My poor pumpkins.

I had some oatmeal and a cup of tea and huddled under my ripple blanket, which has turned out to be as warm and enveloping as I’d hoped it would.

Last night I could feel my throat getting scratchy, and sure enough I’ve got the clogged ears and snots to go with it now. I think I’ll just stay under my blanket today. We’ve got the New York Times crossword to keep us busy.