It was somewhere around 56° when I woke up this morning. Decided not to build a fire last night, but have one going this morning. It's cold and drizzling.
The chickens might need their parkas.
The prescribed cocktail for me always involves tonic, limes, and some of that stuff from Russia, or something similar. The wife likes the stuff that's made in Mehico.
It's supposed to get down to 42° tonight. 38° tomorrow night.
This is AZ dagnabbit, I'm prepared for this, just not ready mentally for it.
I've got two cords of mesquite stacked and ready to go. I can stand the cold much better than the wife, up to a point.
The wife has the tomatoes wrapped with...