It is 1:30pm. May 1. And a feels like 39F. Actually, as I stand outside tending to the animals wearing long sleeves, long pants, insulated boots, a fleece jacket, a fleece hat, an insulated wind proof coat with hood up, while the wind is blowing along with bouts of rain, I’m going to say it feels more like 34-35F. Apparently it’s been since 1960 since it was this cold… in May.