The past few days have been so warm that while walking to my car after school on Tuesday, I honestly could not remember if we had
already had winter and it was spring or if it was fall and we were
about to have winter. After several moments of deep puzzlement (as I trudged through a lot of fallen leaves, I might add, which might have been a good hint), I remembered that I was excited about putting up the Christmas decorations this week, and the problem was solved. However, the weather truly has been very unusual. Yesterday morning was practically balmy, and the just-washed pale blue sky and watercolor-soft clouds looked definitely more springlike than fallish. Even the daffodils have been tricked and are starting to come up (aghhhh!).
But last night winter came down like the Assyrians upon the fold in purple and gold or however that poem goes, and the Hildebrandt Tree-Picking Committee found themselves nearly freezing to death in the cold corners of the Lowe's garden center as we decided which hapless evergreen to carry off. Now it will be easier to remember it's Christmas, at least. :)
